"Gu Nanshu, do you remember Jiang Nian? He is getting married."
Ever since Gu Nanshu received this text message on the subway, her thoughts seemed to go back in time, back to the blurry university life, and then she found the protagonist of her youth in the hazy mist.
Even though nearly six years have passed, she still can't give a clear enough definition of that time and whether she likes celebrating the New Year.
"Gu Nanshu, if you are willing to ask your heart, how could you have never liked me!" When Jiang Nian left, he gritted his teeth and left only these words.
But whether it was her childhood experiences, previous encounters, or her own unbearable character, she had never truly faced her own heart.
But it didn't matter anymore. If she hadn't even received this text message, she might have wiped this person out of history.
Because she already has Duan Xingmian, the best Duan Xingmian in the world.
So, she put the time she had never told about into an invisible table. The header was about the reasons why I never liked you...
Intention: Later, I was finally willing to say that I loved you, but I still didn't regret not holding your hand.