On the weekend, there were many couples.
Whether it was in the cafe or outside, many people seemed to have a date, making the atmosphere very sweet. Anthea was also waiting for her Adam with a smile.
As time passed, her expression gradually turned anxious.
She glanced at her watch.
More than an hour had passed since the appointed time!
She kept looking at the door, but she didn't see Adam's tall and strong figure.
Anthea took out the phone and made a call to him, but only heard the system voice.
What was he doing now?
Anthea tried several times in a row, but she still could not get through.
She thought he might be blocked by the traffic jam, but it was getting darker outside. The lights on the opposite side of the river had also turned on. She was in a mess.
Those lovers were coming in and out of the cafe, but she was alone with a cup of cold coffee in her hands.
The light shone on her face, and she felt very pitiful.
It was already 10 o'clock. She picked up her bag and left the cafe.
When she reached home, she found no light in the house. Adam had never come back. Both his and her slippers were placed on the shoe rack. She frowned and entered the room.
Was he hooked up by another woman?
No way!
Anthea denied this idea in an instant.
She believed that Adam was not such a person.
She lay on the sofa to wait, and fell asleep in a daze. When she opened her eyes again, it was dawn outside.
Just like last night, she was still alone in the room.
Her mood was instantly clouded with gloom.
She had been looking forward to it for a long time. She even dressed up and prepared a gift in advance in order to celebrate his birthday with him and leave a beautiful and precious memory. However, he stood her up!
What was worse, he had stayed out all night!
This was outrageous!
Anthea felt so depressed and angry!
She threw the gift into the trash can indignantly.
She would not forgive him easily!
On Saturday morning, she promised her teacher Vincent Zanon that she would go to the lab to help. After a simple washing, she changed her clothes and hurried out with a wrinkled face.
At about 10 o'clock, she walked slowly back to the dormitory wearily.
Last night, she slept on the sofa, so she felt uncomfortable all over and there were some bruises under her eyelids. She kicked away a small stone annoyingly.
When she went to the downstairs of the dormitory, she saw an army green jeep parked under the big tree where the buds had been extracted.
She paused.
When she saw Adam's handsome facial features in the driver's seat, she first breathed a sigh of relief. She had lost contact with him for the whole night, and was also very worried, but the next minute, she was filled with anger!
Honk!
Adam hit the horn.
Today was the weekend. There were not many people in the school.
In fact, she was speaking out of impulse. Although she was regretful, she was angry at this time, feeling both depressed and wronged. With her back straightened, she got out, slammed the car door and walked into the dormitory.
Anthea's footsteps were heavy, and the ponytail behind her flew up.
She ran all the way to the third floor in one breath and returned to her room.
She sat on the bed with her arms around her shoulders and fumed silently for a while. She was still determined not to forgive him, unless he comforted her!
She walked to the window and looked down.
The military green jeep was moving away. She blinked her eyes, stunned.
"He just left like this?"
Anthea stamped her feet in anger.
In the library in the afternoon, Leonardo was holding a book with both hands, and his eyelids were sunken and sleepy.
After Leonardo's head fell on the table once again, he couldn't stand it anymore. "Anthea, how long do you want me to stay here with you? I had played games in the internet bar for a whole night. I just slept for a few hours, and you woke me up from the bed, for what? Sitting here silently with you? Can you stop torturing me?"
Anthea was also unable to focus on the study.
Every two minutes, she had to pick up her phone to have a look. Every time she took a look, her face would be wrinkled.
She kicked him and asked, "Is there any signal on your phone?"
"Yes!" Leonardo shook his phone before her eyes.
Anthea pursed her lips and frowned. "Give me a call to see if I can get through!"
Leonardo called her. In two seconds, the line was connected.
Anthea was even more depressed now.
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