It was an open secret that Qiao Nan had liked Xu Yuanzhi since she was sixteen.
Qiao Nan would never forget Xu Yuanzhi standing at the top of the stairs in the gentle evening breeze, smiling as he said, "Qiao Nan's been clinging to me forever. She's such a nuisance."
He said it so casually, as if it were just an ordinary matter. To him, it was nothing out of the ordinary.
After saying those words, Xu Yuanzhi saw Qiao Nan standing at the office door. He showed neither remorse nor alarm.
Theme: My youth was a poem left unfinished
