Seven years ago, 15-year-old Li Yang met Xu Chi for the first time, and from then on he could no longer pretend to be someone else.
She followed behind and cautiously called "Brother Xu Chi" for seven years. He gave her tutoring lessons, celebrated her eighteenth birthday with her, and handed her tissues when she cried - but that was all. He said "You are still young" and "You will always be my sister in my eyes", drawing the line in a decent to cruel way.
She mustered up all the courage to confess her love to him, and her response was "You're drunk" and a hug that never fell.
I woke up from the dream. I moved out of his villa overnight, deleted all contact information, and vowed never to shed a tear for this man again in my life.
A year later, she stood before him again as the legal advisor of Xu Group.
Wearing a suit and leather shoes, with exquisite makeup, he said, "Mr. Xu, business is business." She is no longer the little girl tugging on his sleeve, but a rising star lawyer in the industry who can confront him at the negotiation table.
But Xu Chi was no longer calm.
"Do you know that I personally appointed you as Xu's legal advisor?" He stared at her, with forbearance, temptation, and uncontrollable regret in his eyes.
Li Yang smiled: "Brother Xu Chi, I forgive you, but I don't need it anymore."
I used to think that being an elder was a shackle, and that pushing her away was for her own good. It wasn't until she really left that he realized that the person he couldn't let go of was himself.
From the time she was fifteen to twenty-four, he missed all her bravery. This time, it was him who fell off the altar and begged her to look back with red eyes.
Does the belated affection still count?
