Summary
Song Wenjing and I were sitting in the Civil Affairs Bureau, about to register our marriage, when a phone call summoned him away.
All he left me with was, “Something urgent came up. Let’s come back for the marriage certificate another day.”
Then he hurried off, abandoning me alone among all the couples waiting to register—because the childhood friend he adored had fallen on some steps and twisted her ankle.
A little later, he sent another message: “Yaoyao’s injury is worse than we thought. I need to stay with her. We’ll have to move tomorrow’s wedding too.”
I had lost count of how many times Song Wenjing had cast me aside and chosen Yun Yao.
This time, I did not get jealous, pick a fight, and eventually give in as I always had before.
The clerk looked at me with sympathy. “Miss, do you still wish to register a marriage?”
I took out my phone and texted the man who owed me a promise.
“I do.”
