1. At first, she was filming with her friends. Then she met Zhao Yousheng, and she took up a permanent spot by the third-floor library window.
Every day, when she looked up, she could see that handsome, refined man. His profile never failed to make her heart flutter for no reason.
Liang Weiying bragged to her friends that she would win him over within a month.
But the man was aloof and cold, and never responded to her advances. A month later, she announced that her unrequited love was dead.
Her friends celebrated her short-lived unrequited love by arranging a table full of guys and drinks.
2.
Zhao Yousheng spent the summer researching vases in the Special Collections Room. His desk was by the fourth-floor window, and a slight turn of his head let him see the graceful figure by the third-floor window.
She sat there every day and sometimes came up to the fourth floor. Whenever their eyes met, she would flash him a dazzling smile. His colleagues teased him: "That beauty is into you."
At first, he paid little attention. Sunlight passed through the glass and fell on the blue-and-white porcelain in his hands. Its exquisite beauty somehow brought to mind the curved, smiling eyes of the woman downstairs.
Later, he began unconsciously glancing down from the corner of his eye, silently counting the men who came up to her. The knife in his hand carved deeper and shallower, his movements brimming with murderous intent.
Then one day, the graceful figure suddenly vanished from her usual spot.
On the day Liang Weiying disappeared, Zhao Yousheng was more distracted than ever before.
3.
At a bar for a coworker's bachelorette party, Zhao Yousheng spotted the charming figure he had not seen for days. She was swaying unsteadily, her smile like moonlight, with several men gathered around her.
He heard her telling them a story: "A while ago, some jerk broke my heart."
The beauty looked so heartbroken that anyone would feel sorry for her.
Liang Weiying continued: "He said he didn't like pretty girls, then turned around and went looking for other vases, all dolled up in every shape and size. He was playing with my feelings the whole time."
Zhao Yousheng: "..."
He walked up behind her and leaned down. The man spoke slowly, without a hint of urgency: "Are you talking about me?"
Liang Weiying: "..."
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