After an indeterminate amount of time, he finally found a suitable excuse:
"The phone was on silent and in my pocket, it might have been accidentally touched."
"I saw the missed call on the way back, but it was so late, I was afraid you had already fallen asleep."
I didn't speak, I just looked at Zhuang Jing up and down with weary and distrustful eyes.
Zhuang Jing pressed me down into the chair and crouched to massage my calf.
"Jinli, it was thoughtless of me in this matter."
"I promise it won't happen again, can you give me another chance?"
I lowered my eyelids, my emotions were tumultuous.
After all these years of love, it was just having a meal without telling me.
I am willing to give him another chance.
I didn't break up with Zhuang Jing, but a thorn remained lodged in my throat.
Fortunately, during that period, I had enough engagements to keep me busy, leaving no room to think about anything else.
Zhuang Jing also did his utmost to offer me a sense of security.