He glanced at the notebook drafts still open on his desk, closed it, took out a sheet of paper, and wrote a few words:
"Yun Shijin, I'm sure I like you! I want to see you! Don't reply. Next Saturday, 3 PM, at the newly opened food court on XX Road. I'll put a red silk bracelet on the table."
That's really simple and straightforward!
But just as Song Qi said, be decisive, don't be so hesitant! Restraint will only waste any chance you have.
There was still a week left, and Zhou Pengfei hadn't told anyone about it. He was just waiting and getting anxious.
He had considered countless "what ifs" and countless "possibilities," which made him somewhat uneasy. But the letter had already been sent; there was no going back. He decided to take the gamble.
That Saturday morning, before Song Qi woke up, he dressed himself up neatly and went to the meeting place.
The place he arranged to meet, the food court on XX Road, was Yang Yajing's restaurant.
The reason for choosing that place is because the environment is elegant, the food is delicious, and the atmosphere is relaxed, so it doesn't have to be too formal.
Moreover, many of the seats there are like train booths, offering a degree of privacy and preventing him from feeling too embarrassed in public.
Zhou Pengfei chose a booth by the window and sat down. He placed the bracelet he had personally woven with red silk thread and a crystal bead on the table and waited patiently.
It's just past two o'clock. With a pot of tea and a sketchbook, Zhou Pengfei is passing the time.
Around three o'clock, a familiar face suddenly appeared outside the window, causing him to frown.
But he was sitting by the window, and it was too late to hide. He could only pretend not to see the other person, hoping that the person wouldn't come over and disturb his important "meet-up" event.
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