Everyone knew that Jiang Ning liked Gu Yanzhou, both quietly and vigorously.
Sending breakfast, handing love letters, wishing bottles of first snow in the snow... She took out the girl's thoughts and aired them over and over again. Gu Yanzhou always looked that distant and cold, not replying to messages, not accepting gifts, and not even giving a superfluous look.
Her best friend scolded her for not being worthy, and her family felt sorry for her because she was too humble. Jiang Ning smiled and said, "It's my business if I like him. If he doesn't respond, it's his freedom."
But when the wishing bottles were empty again and again and the confessions came to nothing - Jiang Ning cut her long hair short, put away all traces of him, turned around and went to a city thousands of miles away for an internship, and began to write her own script.
Everyone thought this was just an unrequited love destined to be fruitless.
Until that day, Gu Yanzhou appeared downstairs in her company, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with red eyes. He pulled her, his voice hoarse: "Jiang Ning, you... Don't want me anymore?"
She politely withdrew her hand: "Mr. Gu, I stopped liking you three months ago. Are you... Not used to it?"
Jiang Ning didn't know that in his pocket was every little thing she had given her in the past three years; but what he didn't dare to say was: after you turned around, my sun set.
For Gu Yanzhou, recovering the sun will be a battle hundreds of times more difficult than any business negotiation.
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