"Do you really want to go abroad? Even if you want to go abroad, you don't have to break up. Don't you trust me? Can you not be so decisive!" Song Qing let his slender fingers wrap around Yunying's arm, his tone begging.
"I'm sorry, Qingrang. There are too many uncertainties in the future, and I have no intention of falling in love." Slender white fingers opened Song Qingrang's hand, and Yunying took a deep breath to calm down. "You know what? I don't like the way you beg in front of me."
Her refusal shattered the glimmer of hope deep in Song Qingrang's heart.
Some years later
Yunying's brows and eyes have long since lost the youthfulness of the past, but what remains unchanged is that her face is still beautiful. She attended the banquet with a tall man beside her.
Suddenly a familiar figure appeared, it was Song Qingrang. The slender fingers subconsciously grasped the arm of the man beside him.
Zhou Yanchi felt something strange about Yun Ying, raised his eyebrows, leaned close to her ear, and said in a deep voice, "Ex-boyfriend?"
Purpose: Inspirational