Ye Jiaqi's heart was beating harder and his fingers were trembling.

She couldn't explain why she had such an idea, but it was indeed getting stronger.

She rubbed her brows to suppress the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

There is a teacup in front of you, and in the cup is brewed black tea.

The tea had long since gone cold, but she didn't take a sip.

Ye Jiaqi's thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly under the light, like thin butterfly wings.

The private room was so quiet that Ye Jiaqi could even hear her own breathing and heartbeat. The air was still filled with a comfortable aroma, but her heart was in her throat.

Five forty-five.

Josnian still hasn't come.

There was only a quarter of an hour left before the time they agreed.

She knew that Josnian was very sensitive to time and had always been a punctual person.

When they do business, punctuality is the most basic credit.

That was probably on the way, or...I forgot.

Ye Jiaqi looked up at the cake on the table. The box hadn't been opened yet.

She suddenly lost the desire to dismantle it.

In the eyes, there is an endless depth, like a deep pool of water with no bottom, and the depth is covered with a shallow layer of confusion...

She looked at the cake she made by herself and the black wallet she bought for him.

There was an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Six o'clock sharp.

Ye Jiaqi was still the only one in the quiet private room.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with deep disappointment, and the disappointment spread from the corners of her eyes to her face.

She raised the corners of her lips slightly, with a slight smile on her lips.

The door to the private room was not pushed open from beginning to end.

He didn't come.

She lowered her head, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and gave him a call.

This number is new. He said he opened it again when he came to the United States.

I called again, but no one answered.

Called twice, still no one answered.

Ye Jiaqi stopped fighting.

At this moment, it is already half past six.

The dim yellow warm-toned light shone on her face, adding a bit of silent complexity to her gentle expression.

She should have known a long time ago that he would not show any true feelings or sincerity to her.

He didn't come to her twentieth birthday.

She celebrated his birthday, but he still didn't come.

Maybe, he simply felt that she shouldn't be the one facing him on important occasions.

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and buried his head in his arms, feeling a sense of weakness sweeping over him.

She didn't mean anything else. She just wanted to celebrate his birthday because he happened to be in Chicago and it happened to be his birthday.

Is everything about her worthless in his eyes?

She really couldn't throw him a party, nor could she give him anything valuable...

But even if it was carefully prepared, it was still worthless in his eyes.

Worthless.

Ye Jiaqi buried his head deeply in his arms, unspeakable complex emotions spreading bit by bit, and there was a sour taste in his limbs.

He may have simply forgotten.

But she couldn't do what she promised, so why did she agree?

"Josnian...it's fun to play with people, isn't it..."

Ye Jiaqi's tears still fell.

She is a person with shallow eye sockets and likes to cry when she feels sad.

This is probably her only way to express herself.

If you don't cherish it, why trample on it?

Is this the case, giving you a sense of revenge?

If so, he is quite successful and knows how to stab a person's heart full of holes.
Chapter completed!