In the second year of junior high school, we secretly spent time together.
No one knows. After a week of secret love, he broke up with her coldly and violently. It was like that relationship had never existed, and I couldn't even let anyone see me cry.
Later, I studied vocal music, took the exam for music conservatory, worked as a celebrity assistant, and studied abroad - I tried my best to shine, trying to prove that he was wrong about me.
Later, when I went back to China for a blind date, I looked up in the coffee shop and it was him.
Gu Huai. The person who cold-blooded me back then.
This time, it's him chasing me. He said he was sorry and said he wanted to be together openly. I told myself this was my chance for revenge—to make him fall in love with me and then dump him.
But I didn't expect that I would be the first to fall into it.
I never thought that history would repeat itself. Once again, he pushed me away with cold force.
I'm leaving. Two years later, when I returned to China, we were on a blind date again.
It's him again.
This time, it was him who begged me on his knees.
This time, it would take him three years to get me back.
