As I spoke, I reached out and took the camera from Lu Jia, and then the two of us walked side by side toward the entrance of the bar... Unfortunately, in this short distance, we were overtaken by a couple taking wedding photos, and Lu Jia and I could only stand aside and wait.

Wedding photos often feature a variety of poses, and the photographer and the couple have to repeatedly find the right feeling, so it's impossible to just take one photo and be done with it... But during the waiting process, neither Lu Jia nor I complained.

"Michael, do you remember what you said to me that night?"

Which night?

"It was the night I went to your rented apartment before I went abroad."

"Remember."

"You said you wanted to see what I would look like in a wedding dress... It's embarrassing! I've never actually worn a wedding dress for anyone..."

She paused briefly, then asked me softly, "Do you think I'll look as pretty as that girl in a wedding dress?"

I glanced at the bride taking wedding photos without thinking. She was a pretty girl, and her groom was handsome too.

I exhaled the smoke from my mouth, then smiled and replied, "You're definitely prettier than her! ...This is from the bottom of my heart, not just a polite remark."

Lu Jia laughed as well: "It must be what you really think... Otherwise, wouldn't you be negating your own past judgment?"

At this point, Lu Jia's expression turned serious, and she said to me in a low voice, "I know that in terms of appearance and social standing, I am far, far behind Ye Zhi... But I have always lived authentically... Now that things have come to this, I dare not expect much from you, but I really hope you can understand me... and then please forgive me!"

The evening breeze made me feel a little dazed... Why did she say those things? And is there really a relationship of forgiveness and being forgiven between us?

The sudden ringing of the phone brought me back to my attention. I glanced at Lu Jia, then took my phone out of my pocket. It was an unfamiliar number from Shanghai.

I answered the call with some doubt, and a familiar voice came from the other end: "Michael, you must still remember me... I'm Jian Zihan, Ye Zhi's best friend... Don't be surprised that I'm calling you, because I'm in Dali right now... If you're free, how about we have dinner together?... It's on me." Want to chat with more like-minded people about "My Tenant Miss"? Follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read the novel, discuss life, and find kindred spirits~