After chasing him for two years, when he promised me, I rejected him.
"Two years," Lu Yanzhao's voice lowered, with just the right amount of trembling, "seven hundred and thirty days. I tried all methods - I waited all afternoon outside the classroom where you taught, collected out-of-print ancient biology books for you, used a drone to create a stupid love array downstairs in your laboratory... And of course, today's work."
"Jiang Xun, this is the light I created for you. So, are you willing... To give me an answer?"
"Good"
"Sorry."
"Professor Jiang, you are fine. It's just——"
"You are not him after all."
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