“I remember the first time I met her. It was the height of summer.” When Mu Xin spoke of her, his face lit up like the blazing sun. “It was a coincidence, at a bubble tea shop. The drink in her hand splashed all over my face, and I still remember the taste of passion fruit.”
Lin Xiaowan sat beside him in silence. She quietly took a pack of cigarettes from her bag, pulled one out, and lit it.
Mu Xin glanced at her, picked up a glass from the table, took a small sip of red wine, and asked, “Are you going to this year’s class reunion?”
Lin Xiaowan nodded. “Of course.”
Mu Xin murmured, “Oh.”
Lin Xiaowan said impatiently, “Are you even a man? If you still can’t let her go, then go win her back!”
Very ok