I liked him for three years, then forgot him for three. Six years later, my first love has a kid, and I’ve even picked the kid up.
Good grief, first it was grades, now it’s kids? What are we competing over next?
Then, the night before my exam, he got drunk and blocked my way at the door. “Lu Zhiwei, you used to like me. Does that still count?”
I pointed at the suitcase behind me and the job offer in my hand. “Cheng Sui, plane tickets are expensive. Whatever you want to say, save it until I come back after finishing my studies, okay?”