"Jiang Ruyan, I say break up." Zhou Siyu's eyes were red, but every word he spoke hurt Jiang Ruyan.
They were separated in the cold early winter. Just remember it was December.
"You didn't want me first..."
"Next year, I will never like Zhou Siyu again." The tip of the pen touched the paper and wrote such a sentence that made her heart feel like a knife.
Jiang Ruyan finally couldn't hold back her tears anymore. He tried his best to disguise his pain, but he kept it exposed to the outside world.
"Jiang Ruyan, I still can't forget you."
"What a coincidence, Zhou Siyu, so am I."
Intention: To address the gap in my heart that can never be bridged
