"Mr. Zhou." She took a deep breath and said rationally, "Can we give each other some space?"
Zhou Yanshen knew that she was determined to leave.
He rested his chin on her shoulder and chose to give in helplessly. "Promise me you won't cry again."
"I won't." Qian Yue pulled his hand away.
She looked up at him and got into a taxi by the roadside without saying anything else.
Through the car window, she could feel Zhou Yanshen looking at her, but she did not look back.
"Miss, where are you going?" The taxi driver put down his phone and stepped on the accelerator.
"Sycamore Road." Qian Yue stopped crying and took out her phone to send a WeChat message to her besties.
She got out of the car on Sycamore Road and walked into the milk tea shop.
"What happened between you and Brother Yanshen?" Lin Jiao stared at her red eyes, looking a little anxious.
Pei Yilan frowned. "Tell us quickly. We'll think of a way together."