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All hesitation comes from having a choice, although Ren Kuan still can't realize what makes him entangled.

He pressed his finger on the friend's card of the other party. The other party was a woman with a ponytail. After all, everyone had reached the age of marriage, and the woman looked much older than his previous partner.

Many men like younger than themselves, nothing more than being cute and satisfying their ridiculous desire to protect and possess. Older people, no matter men or women, will not be full of thoughts about love, and always put reality first .

The consideration may be whether they can live a stable life after marriage, and whether their careers are higher than the other.

Who would change his mind to play romantic games, lose his temper even if he rarely sees each other once, and lose his temper even if he doesn't reply to the news.

People in their thirties are very restrained in their feelings and emotions, and they have reservations about people and things. They will say with empathy, "It's okay, let's meet again next time."

They are obviously very good, they are all things that should be done at this age, and he had no hesitation or resistance before, but now Ren Kuan is hesitant to add friends.

Ren Kuan wanted to pretend he didn't see it, and was about to put his phone back in his pocket when the other party's friend request popped up.

"Tsk." There was no emotion in Ren Kuan's voice, it didn't sound like impatience, but a kind of helplessness, as if someone made a decision for him, and his tense nerves relaxed a lot.

Ren Kuan hadn't finished reading the two rows of characters verified by his friend on the chat window, when the other party sent a message.

"Ren Kuan?"

"Hi, I'm Pei Qin, introduced by Aunt Ren."

Aunt Ren guessed that she was referring to Ren Kuan's aunt. The other party was a store manager, and she acted swiftly and decisively. She was sloppy and didn't add her, so Pei Qin could take the initiative to contact her.

Letting the woman take the initiative, Ren Kuan was a little embarrassed for a while, "Hello." He lied guiltily, "The store was busy just now."

Pei Qin didn't speculate on the authenticity of Ren Kuan's words, and went straight to the point, "When can we meet?"

It is not a bad thing for the other party to take the initiative. After all, the purpose of going to get married is very clear, and there are many unnecessary temptations.

In the past, Ren Kuan could handle it very well. He made an appointment for the two to meet each other. After the meeting, the relationship was confirmed, and they communicated frequently. After a long time, they would be ready to get married.

It may seem hasty to say it, but it may be reasonable.

"Tomorrow..." Ren Kuan typed two words and then deleted them, "When do you have time..." He still didn't send it.

Probably because the words "the other party is typing" appeared repeatedly on the dialog box, but no news from Ren Kuan was received, Pei Qin took the initiative to reply: "I can rest this Saturday, can we meet? If you feel rushed , I can come directly to your store to have a look."

Pei Qin didn't give Ren Kuan a chance to breathe at all, he had no choice, and Pei Qin had already chosen for him.

It's already the season of autumn, and Ren Kuan's palms were sweating. He wiped the screen repeatedly, but he could only bite the bullet and agree, "Okay, then we'll see you on Saturday, let's go out for dinner, the store is a bit messy."

The helpless relief only lasted for a moment, Ren Kuan turned his head and saw the helmet in the corner.

Do you want to tell Jiu'er? It seems that you have no reason to tell Jiu'er deliberately, but if you don't say it, the sense of guilt seems to overwhelm Ren Kuan.

It was as if he had done something that he shouldn't have done behind his back.

No matter how entangled Ren Kuan is, Saturday will arrive as scheduled.

Standing under the massage club the night before, Ren Kuan hesitated. If he said it, it would not be considered cheating on his back, but what does it matter?It doesn't make sense at all, Ren Kuan is a bit uncomfortable to speak with those harsh and inwardly guilty consciences.

Jiu'er leaned against the window, "Brother Kuan? Why are you ignoring me?"

"Ah?" I couldn't figure out what was causing the trouble, "What did you just say?"

Jiu'er was upset, and pursed his lips and muttered, "I ask when will you take me for a ride?" Having been with Ren Kuan for a long time, he learned to ask Ren Kuan, "Can tomorrow be okay?"

"Not tomorrow!" Ren Kuan suddenly raised the volume, as if he had been turned on a megaphone in a quiet street.

Jiu'er was startled, and said pitifully, "Do you have something to do?"

Ren Kuan's sense of guilt was infinitely magnified at this moment, as if he was being grabbed by a leek, lying to a blind man was undoubtedly bullying him.

But he didn't know how to explain it to Jiu'er, so he could only bite the bullet and answer, "Well...next time..."

"Okay." Jiu'er is very obedient, and will not make trouble unreasonably because of Ren Kuan's rejection once, but there are disappointments, and they cannot be hidden.

Hearing Jiu'er's answer, Ren Kuan felt relieved, and comforted him, "In a few days...we'll go out again..."

In desperation, he didn't tell Jiu'er what he was going to do tomorrow, nor told Jiu'er that he would not come to the store tomorrow, and no one would deliver food to Jiu'er tomorrow.

When a person is lying, a lot of unnaturalness is revealed through micro-expressions, and Jiu'er can't see it. He only feels that Ren Kuan is a little absent-minded.

People like them who live in a dark world are not only afraid of changes in the environment, but also changes in their hearts, but they have a particularly strong ability to perceive emotions.

Jiu'er wanted to ask Ren Kuan what he was going to do tomorrow several times, but after asking, he crossed the line, and Ren Kuan had no reason to tell him.

"Then...Brother Kuan, you should go home at night and be careful..."

Following Jiu'er's words, Ren Kuan agreed, "Okay..." and quickly disappeared at the end of the stone steps.

Jiu'er could feel that when Ren Kuan left, there were no previous souvenirs, as if he had fled in despair.

One of the things that people are afraid of is, "It was fine before, why did it suddenly change?"

Chiu'er leaned against the window, the sadness in her heart was unavoidable, and she comforted herself, maybe she was really thinking too much, and Ren Kuan was busy, so he left in a hurry.

Duan Jiakang's room happened to be facing the window of the massage club. From Ren Kuan's arrival to Ren Kuan's departure, Mr. Duan could see him clearly, including Mao'er who was standing by the window with his head drooping.

Because of the rectification, no strange noises could be heard on the street at night, so Duan Jiakang lowered his voice and called, "Jiuer?"

Jiu'er was startled when he heard the sound, not sure about the other party's voice, "Mr. Duan...Mr. Duan?"

When he looked up, Duan Jiakang could see the tears in Jiu'er's eyes, he held back what he wanted to comfort, and talked about insignificant things.

"Still going to bed? It's late now."

There is no doubt that Ren Kuan is kind to Jiuer, but he still has reservations about him, or in other words, his kindness is essentially different from what Jiuer thinks is good.

Duan Jiakang sighed, he didn't want to speak ill of Ren Kuan, but at least from his point of view, Ren Kuan is not suitable for Jiu'er in all aspects, because they don't think the same thing at all.