In high school, Li Zhifan was the only light in my dark world.
He is sunny and cheerful, will hold an umbrella for me on rainy days, and protect me from bullies.
But when his mother rushed into the classroom and called me a "vixen", I chose to transfer to another school.
When we met again ten years later, he was an upstart in science and technology, and I was the person in charge of Party A's procurement.
He became gloomy and deep, and the eyes he looked at me were full of calculation and temptation.
At the negotiation table, he pressed forward step by step: "Manager Gu, do you agree to the conditions this time?"
I looked at his strange eyebrows and suddenly thought of the boy who fought for me.
It turns out that we have all changed, but I don't know how many unspoken ten years are hidden in this change.
