The lights in the box were dim and scattered. Zhou Chong drank a glass of wine with a sullen face. The three-dimensional surround music was low and mute. The strong liquor soaked his throat like needles, piercing him fiercely.
Duan Yanle looked at Zhou Chong with a deflated and worthless look on his face: "The girl you are chasing now seems to have liked you in high school."
"The year you won the physics competition, the flowers and pens on your desk were given by her."
The messy lights hit Zhou Chong's face in turns, turning it red or purple. His brows were furrowed, and there was a vague white crystal in his dark eyes, which slid down from the opening and closing of his eyelids to his red and hot cheeks.
The song "It's Right to Love You" was sung at an inappropriate time: "I'm afraid the bamboo pavilion will fall, someone is waiting for me."
But she didn't wait any longer.
Concept: Adapted from a true story