Everyone in the A class knows that Jiang Chi, a student from the Department of Architecture, is a flower on a high mountain, cold and ascetic, and even a little ignorant of style.
Only Xia Zhiyi knew that this flower was thorny and poisonous when picked.
In her junior year, she risked all her dignity to love him, but in the end she got him to say, "You are not worthy of talking about the future now."
So she cleared her social media accounts overnight, moved away, and disappeared completely.
Three years later, there was a dinner party for Haicheng's top celebrities.
Jiang Chi appeared as a new technological upstart, dressed in a black suit, dignified and distant, unmoved by the stars.
Until in the corner, the woman who had been "abandoned" by him held someone else's hand and smiled brightly and generously: "Mr. Jiang? Long time no see. I heard that you are still single? Is it because... You have poor taste?"
That night, there was a wild rumor in the circle of friends that Mr. Jiang stood outside the car window on a rainy night for three hours, just to ask: "I am not worthy this time, can you come back?"
**——Later, the scorching sun finally set, only to kiss the corners of her eyes.
