I still didn't reply to him.
He seemed to have lost patience and called me directly.
I put down my phone and turned a deaf ear.
When I came back after washing up, the phone had already fallen silent.
Before going to bed, I habitually browsed through the WhatsApp statuses and unexpectedly saw a photo Vivian posted five minutes ago.
The driver was driving in front, and Alex and Vivian were sitting in the back seat of the car.
In the photo, he was resting his eyes languidly, while Vivian was shyly looking at the camera in a posture that leaned against him.
The caption of the photo was: [It turns out I am still your first choice after so many years.]
I gave a self-mocking smile and replied to her: [Congratulations.]
