You Are an Old Grudge That I Can't Talk About

In the KTV private room, the lights were as dim as she was feeling at the moment. Jian Chu smiled and handed the microphone to Jiang Mochuan. Wen Xun was sitting in the corner, the cup in her hand turning white. The music starts - "The Moon Represents My Heart". She hummed this song for three whole years in junior high school. Every late night, she buried her head in the pillow and sang it over and over again, with his shadow filling her mind. She thought this was her only secret. But now, he was singing to another girl. "My affection is true, my love is true..." His voice was low and gentle. But the person he was looking at was not her. Her nails dug into her palms, making her numb with pain, but she didn't dare to let go - because if she let go, tears would fall. She suddenly remembered the ditch when she was ten years old, the names written and erased in the pencil case, and the first person in the classroom every morning just to help him put down the stool... And he seemed to just look at her lightly, like looking at a stranger... She had settled some old accounts throughout her youth. But where he is, he may not even have an account book.