Xiaoru finally couldn't hold back anymore, she squatted down, hugged her knees, and cried loudly.

"Did you hear that?"

There was no surprise in the familiar voice above her head, as if it was certain that she could hear it.

"When did it start?"

"We were all drunk when you were in the hospital, and that's what happened." Lan Ruo didn't feel guilty at all, but rather very proud.

Xiaoru looked up, her eyes crimson: "I don't believe it!"

"Oh, you really won't give up until you see the Yellow River." She took out her cell phone, pulled out a photo and put it in front of Xiaoru: "Here. Take a look for yourself!"

Xiaoru didn't know how she got back to the dormitory. For the next few days, she counted the days in a daze.

I don't think about anything and I'm not interested in anything.

This blow was too heavy for her. Why did this happen to someone who once loved her so much?

This was unacceptable to her.

Time passed day by day, and soon it was time for winter vacation.

Just a week before the holiday, Qiangzi finally contacted her.

She didn't want to cancel the appointment, but there were some things she felt she needed to ask and explain clearly.

They met at a cafe they used to frequent.

When Xiaoru arrived, Qiangzi was already waiting there and had ordered her favorite coffee for her.

The two sat together, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Qiangzi didn't say what he wanted to talk to Xiaoru about until he finished the coffee next to her.

Xiaoru didn't want to stay any longer, so she stood up and said, "Let's break up!"

After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

After the people left, Qiangzi chuckled softly a few times, turned around and said to the people behind him: "It's as you wished, are you happy?"