Those Years We Chased the Girl Together

He shifted his foot slightly, gripping the movie ticket tightly in his hand. His palm was clammy with sweat. His Adam’s apple bobbed a few times before he finally said to Qiao Mai, “Qiao Mai, about what happened that night…”

Qiao Mai’s smile suddenly froze. A blush crept across her face, and she lowered her head, embarrassed. “Tang Geng, can we please not talk about it anymore? What’s past is past. There’s no need to dwell on it.”