That day, at the class reunion, everyone had not seen each other for many years.
The widowed king who had seen him for many years brought a beautiful girl to her. Everyone was very interested and rushed to say hello.
After hearing her name, everyone's expressions were a little unfathomable.
In the corridor outside the private room, my friend couldn't help gossiping to Zhou Yan, "Shen Zhiyi? You have been chasing her for so many years and you finally caught her?"
Zhou Yan glanced at him, frowning slightly, and doubts flashed in his eyes.
His friends ridiculed him: "Is this the school beauty Shen Zhiyi who made our grass-tie tree bloom and whom we have been chasing for a long time?"
Zhou Yan paused, looked at him, and thought he was noisy: "Why didn't I notice you were so gossipy before?"
Just as he was about to explain, he turned his head and saw Shen Zhiyi standing beside him.
She was holding a bag in her hand and had just walked out of the private room. She still had a smile on her face, but it was a little blurred in her eyes: "Zhou Yan, I have to leave beforehand."
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On the day of the breakup, it was raining heavily in Beijing, and she walked out holding an umbrella without looking back.
Seeing her walking towards the other person unswervingly, Zhou Yan's peach blossom eyes, which were always extremely cold, were filled with unprecedented panic. He rushed into the rain desperately and grabbed her hand with a pleading voice, "Zhiyi, can you give me a chance? Please."
"Zhou Yan, I gave you a chance." Shen Zhiyi did not look back.
"I never liked her."
"But I don't care anymore."
The man's expression was gloomy, the ends of his eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse, "But I care."
Mission: Refuse to be defined by anyone's gaze