"Ye Zhou, come back!"
The throbbing pain in her body and mind, and the realization of the truth about herself, left her feeling utterly drained.
This kind of pain is unlike anything I've ever experienced before.
It felt as if something had been completely ripped from my heart.
And she had no idea that this was such an important part before...
Ye Zhou had already disappeared into the sunset-lit meadow, gone far away.
Jiang Jiayan, this is what you asked for yourself.
I've gone far away.
...
Jiang Jiayan liked the milk tea from that milk tea shop the most, although she only drank a few sips each time.
Mango pomelo sago, she said, is her favorite.
The bubble tea shop was very popular, and back then, there was always a long queue.
Ye Zhou would sometimes skip class to try and get to the front of the line so he could buy milk tea for his girl.
That was still too slow, so he went to a bubble tea shop and begged to work there for half the wages.
He pretended to be resting on the table, but actually he was listening to the girl's conversation with her deskmate.
Once he understood what she liked, he had a goal to save money.
However, the things the girl liked were all expensive, so he could only save money and work hard in silence.
In the end, he moved everyone, except for that girl.
It's always hard not to feel hurt when you're rejected.
He was the only one who was sad.
His failures were always something girls could brag about.
The girl cares about what others think.
But he didn't care.
He only cares about girls.
If he cared, he wouldn't have pursued her so many times.
...
Jiang Jiayan stood there, lost in thought.
He opened his backpack in a daze, scattering everything inside onto the ground.
Pick up the phone.
"Hey, hey, Susan, can you check if there's anything engraved inside the bracelet?"
"Ah, Jiayan, what's wrong? I'm not home yet. Wait a moment while I check."
Jiang Jiayan held her breath, listening to the voice on the phone.
"There really is small print, jyilu. What does that mean? What brand name is this?"
Jiang Jiayan's heart pounded wildly.
The corners of her mouth looked like she was smiling, but also like she was crying.
"So Ye Zhou, he loves me."
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