【In that kind of public occasion, you actually said that actress is your ideal type?】

【Don't you think this will bring disgrace to your Pei family?】

I looked up and glanced at the note.

It's that familiar name again.

Chen Yao.

【Pei Yan, I admit that I regret it. I shouldn't have broken up with you back then just to go abroad.】

【But haven't I been punished as well? My leg still hurts unbearable until now.】

【Pei Yan, I'm going back to my country tomorrow, and I will never leave you again in the future.】

In the chat box, the messages from the other side kept coming tirelessly.

Uncontrollably, I placed my hand on the control panel and scrolled through the chat records.

【Just look at her, you can tell that she doesn't necessarily have to compromise herself for a role. Aren't you disgusted by being involved with her?】

【Or is it true that you really like her?】

Chen Yao sent many messages before, but Pei Yan didn't reply to any of them.

Lost in thought, the sound of Pei Yan's footsteps suddenly came from the balcony.

He hung up the phone, sat down beside me, and whispered, "Tomorrow is your birthday..."

I turned my head to look at him, waiting for the unfinished second half of his sentence.

Half a month ago, we agreed to celebrate my birthday together this year.

At that time, Pei Yan stood by the window smoking, with a faint smoke lingering around his nostrils.

He turned to look at me, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"On your birthday, I will personally cook some dishes from your hometown."

Because of his words, I immediately thought of us decades later.

But now, he said, "There's an emergency meeting at the company tomorrow that I have to attend. I won't be able to accompany you on your birthday, but I'll make it up to you in a few days."

I nodded, "Okay."

At the same time, the last message sent by Chen Yao kept resurfacing in my mind.

【Ayin, I'm going back to my country tomorrow. Will you come pick me up?】

【You already know, my leg hasn't fully recovered yet.】