Reunion.
Five years later, the most magnificent office building in T city.
The bright June sunshine shining in from the floor-to-ceiling windows hurt Mo Yan's eyes. His beautiful and narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, looking at Ye Ningxi walking across from him.
He was walking at the front of a group of people, and his face, which was always the first to attract everyone's attention, was more angular than in memory, and his expression was still cold and distant. At this moment, he was patiently listening to the man who was half a step behind him, talking to him, and his eyes were not focused directly in front of him.
Mo Yan raised his lips in a self-deprecating manner, hating himself for missing those three seconds of heartbeats while staring at Ye Ningxi. He lowered his head and continued to walk out. Every step he took seemed to be walking on those memories from the age of 16. As his footsteps landed, the fragments suddenly flew up and slowly pieced together in the air. The memories he thought he could forget were swept away like a flood, unable to escape.
Those years of loneliness, sorrow, freedom and happiness, the ambiguous love and obsession in his youth, the hugs, kisses and physical entanglements when he was passionate... Every bit of his memories seemed to come from Ye Ningxi, but he couldn't remember why they separated, but he could feel the pain from the deepest part of his heart that affected every nerve in him...