How About Confessing Again

[Reunion after breaking the mirror, reunion at the beginning] The reunion was in a bar. Meng Qing and several colleagues lost in the guessing game, and the loser had to ask for the WeChat account of a man within a five-meter radius. Looking around, Meng Qing turned his attention to a single man at the next table. The man sat in the eight-seat booth with downcast eyebrows. He wore a black shirt and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose. He looked gentle, but he also had a hint of gangsterism. As he approached, the other party just stood up. It was actually her ex-boyfriend who was abandoned three years ago: Jiang Yanning. Seeing her, Jiang Yanning's calm expression was frozen for a brief moment. "Is something wrong?" His eyes were calm and his tone was even calmer. Recalling his joyful voice in the past when he was one-third suppressed and one-third restrained, Meng Qing sneered: "Jiang Yanning, your voice was not like this before." After turning around, Meng Qing clicked on WeChat, and the chat interface with Jiang Yanning still showed that three years ago, she was not sure whether the other party had deleted her, so she sent her name with a guilty conscience. Goodbye, downstairs at Meng Qing's house. Meng Qing looked at him coldly, "Is something wrong?" "You don't remember my WeChat name, but you still remember my voice." Jiang Yanning forced her back to the wall step by step, his hoarse voice mixed with laughter, "Tell me what my voice was like before." He lowered his head to her ear and said something with the blurry tone he only had when he was shaking. The moment he finished speaking, he looked at Meng Qing's red ears and laughed: "Why do they tremble every time?" Meng Qing's eyes were wet with embarrassment. She raised her gaze to his face and her hand that was raised was clasped for a second. "Meng Meng, we have to settle some accounts carefully." [You probably don't know that after you left, no one has heard my good voice again. How about taking it as a confession and telling it to you now? Intention: Love is so beautiful