The evening breeze blew wildly and relentlessly.
Several people were standing on the balcony outside the top-floor lobby.
Jiang Cheng held a glass of wine, took a sip with a bitter expression, and really didn't understand why the upper class liked to drink this stuff.
The wind blew through his hair, and also stirred the long hair of the girl beside him. Zhao Xuerou was actually very beautiful under the moonlight.
She was dressed in a gown, her figure elegant, and she wore a sparkling gemstone earring.
Zhao Xuerou has very soft facial features; she has the kind of classic Eastern beauty that's pleasing to the eye at first glance.
However.
She was only a few centimeters away, but she didn't know what to say.
Just over ten minutes ago.
Jiang Cheng's piano piece stunned everyone at the banquet, and even Rikawa Gangban was completely dumbfounded.
They even came over to ask for his contact information and were willing to apologize for their previous rudeness.
But Jiang Cheng coldly declined his offer.
He had no liking for arrogant and disdainful people, nor did he see any need to get to know them.
Zhao Xuerou vividly remembered how Ou Mo and that Japanese man had been praising Jiang Cheng so highly when he sat next to her.
Omer even asked about his age and whether Jiang Cheng was interested in joining their music group.
You should know that this is a world-class orchestra; it's impossible to get in without extremely high musical talent.
Jiang Cheng politely declined again.
His ambitions lie elsewhere.
I only hope to cultivate my character through music.
From the terrace, looking down from the top floor, the lights of thousands of homes in Lanjing are actually quite beautiful.
Zhao Xuerou rubbed her hands together. "When did you learn to play the piano? I've never noticed before."
"I learned this recently."
"Boys who can play the piano are really handsome. I don't know why I didn't notice how many good qualities you have before. They're like countless stars in the sky."
Her face was full of envy, and she had a blissful expression on her face, as if she was proud to have such a sweetheart.
"Is that so?" Jiang Cheng rested his chin on his hand and said calmly, "But no matter how beautiful the starry sky is, you can't see anything without looking at it..."
Zhao Xuerou fell silent after hearing this.
That year, in high school, in March.
She happened to see a set of pictures of baby's breath flowers, took a screenshot, and posted it with the caption: I love such vibrant flowers.
Jiang Cheng searched all the flower shops in Lanjing that didn't have this kind of flower, and then went to another city to bring Zhao Xuerou a bunch of baby's breath.
She happily accepted.
Two days later, Jiangcheng saw the bouquet of flowers in the trash can downstairs.
That year in college, we had military training in September.
It's unbearably hot!
The sun's temperature is high enough to melt a person, yet military training is in full swing at the university.
Zhao Xuerou doesn't want to practice military posture anymore.
Jiang Cheng escaped with him, received a major demerit from the school, and took full responsibility.
She, however, took it for granted.
Delivering breakfast day after day, year after year.
I overheard her casually mention to her best friend more than ten times that she was a simp.
Ignoring countless efforts.
Treat him as if he were invisible.
This is everything from Jiangcheng's youth, it's what he used to be like.
It is a microcosm of countless disappointed boys.
It is a source of deep regret for many.
Why be so humble, even to the point of obsessing over pursuing someone?
Because... I like it.
Being brain-dead in love is truly brain-dead!
The term "simp" has gradually become a social phenomenon.
This is not something good or worth learning; it should be rejected!
When you like someone and express a clear attitude, the answer you get should be either rejection or acceptance.
Instead of giving you a distant and unattainable hope, allowing you to gradually lose yourself in the pursuit of that hope.
Some might say, "If you didn't truly like someone, why would you be willing to be a simp?"
No, that's not how it works.
If you desire something too much, you'll perceive it as enormous, even to the point of making it your entire world, occupying all your thoughts. Jiang Cheng's advice is that, regardless of whether you ultimately achieve your goal, you must step back in time and realistically see her true place in the world, or perhaps her insignificance in the vastness of time and space.
In this way, you won't be overjoyed if you get what you want, nor will you be devastated if you don't.
Zhao Xuerou remembers these past events clearly.
The past will not be easily buried. No matter how many things have been washed away, it will always resurface in people's minds from time to time, remaining fresh and relevant.
"Today, I only helped you a little, and it was also related to my own affairs, so please don't misunderstand. After we leave this banquet hall, we will resume our previous relationship. You have your life, and I have mine, so let's not have too much contact."
Although Jiang Cheng spoke in a very tactful way, the meaning behind his words was very hurtful.
"I understand, but if I apologize, will you forgive me?"
"If apologies were truly effective, there wouldn't be so much hatred and regret in the world."
"......"
She was speechless, and at that moment she truly felt regret.
She had so many opportunities to easily possess Jiangcheng before, so how did things turn out like this?
Is life really so unpredictable?
I'm going to Kyoto in a while.
"Why?"
"Of course there are important things to do."
How long will it take?
"I don't know, it might be a month, or it might be half a year. I'll come back whenever I'm done with this. You don't need to text me anymore."
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