Yao Fan left the hospital and called Jiang Feng. The phone beeped several times before someone answered.
"Hey!" Yao Fan said.
"... What's the matter?" A calm and rich man's voice.
Yao Fan looked up at the sky, seeing the blue sky and white clouds, and said slowly: "Let's break up!"
After a moment of silence, the man said, "I don't remember us dating!" His tone was light, just like an ordinary greeting between friends.
Yao Fan held the phone and nodded heavily: "Oh, so it turns out that I have been so sentimental all these years?"
There was no answer on the other end of the phone.
Yao Fan blinked, not feeling anything sad, "Goodbye then!" And then hung up the phone.
The seven-year relationship was just wishful thinking on his part.
The second part: Buried Love is being compiled~
I like online games, 1v1 scheming, innocence is poked.
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