Chu Rui had forgotten the absurd incident three years ago. She didn't want to remember it, so she selfishly hoped that the man could forget it too. But Zhong Weiyi remembered, remembered everything about her, and dreamed about her every day and every night.
When they met again, she didn't remember him. Just like she had hoped, she forgot him completely. Even his name was so unfamiliar. He smiled calmly and dealt with her, the hatred in his heart constantly pouring out. Chu Rui, clearly, I told you, you should remember my name.
He kept using hurt to make Chu Rui remember him, because he didn't want to be forgotten by her again, and again and again, in this way, he made her remember him deeply. But he didn't expect that she was getting farther and farther away, which was contrary to what he hoped for?
Later, Chu Rui asked him why he was so familiar with this road. Zhong Weiyi smiled and was speechless, just looking at her. In fact, he wanted to say, Chu Rui, I am not familiar with you, I just keep repeating the path you have taken.