Mr. Yi's Paper Crane

Teenage love may be passionate, but it can also hurt the most. The language of baby's breath: loving someone you cannot have. “Let's break up.” The girl froze, baby's breath in her hand. “Fine. Just as you wish.” He threw the flowers to the ground, glanced at the girl, and left. Watching her walk away, the boy bent down, picked up the flowers, and brushed off the dust. “I'm sorry,” he said to the flowers. The girl went home and locked herself in her room. Years later, they met again. They were complete strangers to each other. The boy from back then was gone, and the girl had long since forgotten him. “Hello, Lin Haoxuan.” “Hello, Jiang Yinuo.” In the end, Lin Haoxuan still didn't believe her. Jiang Yinuo set the agreement down beside her. “Let's get divorced.” Lin Haoxuan tried to take her hand, but she pulled away. Lin Haoxuan stood by the window, watching Jiang Yinuo's retreating figure, the photograph in his hand. We still missed our chance.