Xu Xiuze overheard the news of Xi Chen's return to China at a cocktail party.
Xi Chen is now famous and known to everyone in the business world.
Xu Xiuze turned the wine glass and remembered a vague figure in his memory.
That was Xi Chen when he was in college. He always wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and his forehead covered his eyebrows, making it difficult to see the expression on his face. He always straightened his thin back.
Xu Xiuze vaguely remembered that this person seemed to have confessed to him, but was rejected.
Xu Xiuze raised his eyes and looked at the entrance of the reception, where a figure was approaching surrounded by people. The well-tailored suit outlined a tall and straight outline that was completely different from what he remembered. Only the lines of his eyebrows were vaguely familiar.
The moment their eyes met at a distance, Xi Chen's lips curved into a smile that was not a smile, and his eyes crossed the glass of wine, as if looking at a prey that had been waiting for many years.
"Mr. Xu," the waiter stepped forward to refill the drink, "Mr. Xi said, I would like to propose a toast to you."
Xu Xiuze's Adam's apple moved slightly and he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
The spicy liquid slid down his throat, and he suddenly realized that the letter that was carelessly discarded back then might have never really disappeared. It just turned into Xi Chen today, with a surging light all over his body, coming back to seek revenge for his youth that was despised.
Intention: Go ahead bravely and never give up.