It doesn’t matter if my confession is rejected, I still have three more days left.

After some rummaging, he accurately took out every ingredient needed for tonight's dinner, including fresh vegetables, tender tofu, firm chicken breasts, and a few shiny fresh eggs. .

Afterwards, Jiang Li began the prelude to his cooking - cleaning the ingredients. The gurgling water washed away the dust. He scrubbed the vegetables skillfully, peeling off the old outer leaves one by one. The vegetables became as clean as new under his hands.

Then, he picked up a sharp kitchen knife and cut the chicken into pieces. Each cut was just right, as if performing a silent knife performance.

After careful processing, all the ingredients were cut neatly and evenly sized, lying quietly on the chopping board, waiting to be cooked into delicious dishes.

When everything was ready, Jiang Li habitually took out his mobile phone from his pocket, gently opened the screen and checked the time. On the screen, numbers flow, and the hour and minute hands intertwine to create a serenade of life.

At this moment, he noticed an unread text message quietly appearing in the notification bar.

After hesitating for a moment, he gently clicked, unlocked the screen, and skillfully slid into the information interface. An unread text message from Lin Waner was clearly displayed on the screen.

He touched the information, and as the loading progress scrolled, a brightly colored poster suddenly appeared in front of him.

The poster has a unique design. The protagonist is himself. The image in a crisp suit is portrayed so lifelike, as if he is stepping out of a two-dimensional plane. However, this scene that should have made him happy was like a bolt from the blue, making his heart tense.

He secretly screamed in his heart: "It's broken!"

As if falling into an abyss, panic swept through his body instantly. It turns out that his unknown part-time job could not escape the eyes of Lin Waner, a policewoman known for her keen insight and tenacity.

[I will be arrested by a righteous female police officer. 】

Jiang Li was immersed in the dim light of the mobile phone screen, his eyes focused and deep, and he continued to slide the screen, exploring for the next message. Sure enough, in the complicated information flow, he found a new message from Lin Wan'er popping up in front of him.

"Is it formal?"

After Li saw this message, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his fingers quickly jumped on the screen, and he replied without hesitation: "Gaga is official, pure green."

Although this sentence was slightly ridiculing, it was full of his affirmation and guarantee. It was like a resounding promise, telling Lin Wan'er that everything was under control and there was no need to worry.

After typing the reply, Jiang Li put the phone aside casually. His skillful movements showed his calmness in life. Then, he turned back to the warm world of fireworks and began to focus on the cooking work at hand.

The pots and pans collided into a harmonious symphony. As the knife rose and fell on the chopping board, the ingredients were given new life under his skillful hands. The rising heat filled the air with the smell of home, which also heralded a sumptuous meal. Dinner is about to be cooked.

At this time, the night was as gentle as water, and stars were scattered in the quiet community. Lin Wan'er was holding a bag of carefully selected snacks in her hand, with sweet and uneasy emotions surging in her heart, standing alone under the dim street lamp downstairs of Jiang Li's apartment. Down. There was a smile of anticipation and nervousness on her face. She originally planned to give her beloved Jiang Li a warm and unexpected surprise.

The snack bag in her hand is filled with various snacks, from crispy and delicious potato chips, to sweet and sour dried fruits, to her own favorite chocolate. That feeling is as rich and deep as this bag of colorful snacks. However, when she mustered up the courage to press the send button and sent the text message "I'm downstairs at your house.", time seemed to freeze at this moment. The message read sign on the phone screen did not light up as expected, and Jiang Li's reply also failed to arrive.

Lin Wan'er's eyes wandered between the phone screen and Jiang Li's window. The doubts and uneasiness in her heart gradually rose, like mist under the moonlight, gradually filling her heart.

The night wind blew gently, taking away some of the anxiety of waiting, but it could not take away her full expectations.

Lin Wan'er stood there with a firm but slightly helpless expression. She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that this was just a small misunderstanding or that Jiang Li was busy with something important and had no time to reply.

Finally, Lin Wan'er's patience was tempered by time and almost bottomed out like fine sand in an hourglass. Her usually gentle and quiet face was now covered with a layer of sullenness. She could no longer suppress the surging emotions in her heart and blurted out: "What are you doing?"

With her bulging body, she stepped firmly and quickly into the building standing in the night. The crisp sound of her high heels hitting the ground seemed to be the manifestation of the dissatisfaction in her heart.

The elevator door slowly opened at the right time as she approached, making her figure look even more heroic.

She stepped into the elevator without hesitation. As the floor numbers lit up and went out one by one, her mind fluctuated between expectation and doubt. Finally, the elevator stopped steadily at Jiang Li's floor, and the door slid open.

Full of doubts and indignation, Lin Wan'er walked straight to Jiang Li's house. She straightened her back, took a deep breath, and then pressed the familiar doorbell hard.

Since you didn't reply to my message, I didn't come here uninvited.

The moment she rang the doorbell, Lin Wan'er's heart felt like a gust of autumn wind had blown through her, causing ripples in her heart. Her eyes instantly changed from expectation to hesitation, and her thoughts surged like a tide.

Just when her fingertips touched the cold metal doorbell, an indescribable premonition ripped through her inner world like a bolt from the blue.

It was a subtle and contradictory emotion, mixed with uneasiness and confusion, like a tangled mess in my heart.

She seemed to catch an unusual breath in a trance, and a frightening possibility suddenly flashed into her mind.

Could it be that Jiang Li didn't welcome him? That's why you didn't reply to your messages and deliberately left yourself alone?

That's why you didn't reply to your messages and deliberately left yourself alone?

The doorbell echoed in the quiet corridor, like a ruthless response to her question. Lin Wan'er's clenched palms were covered with beads of sweat, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings. She was eager to see Jiang Li's warm smile when she opened the door, but she was also afraid that her heartbreaking guess would be confirmed.

Lin Wan'er held her phone tightly in her hand, and the unread messages displayed on the screen were like a silent question hanging in her mind. Although time passed quietly at her fingertips, her mood could not move forward as calmly as time, and she repeatedly pondered Jiang Li's change in attitude in her heart. (End of chapter)