Gu Bichen's jawline tensed, he remained silent and did not speak, and the next second, a pillow smashed into his face.
Rong Shu, having thrown the object, had tears rolling down like fallen beads, no longer possessing her previous commanding presence.
"Gu Bichen, are you with me... just for fun?"
Gu Bichen stared at her retreating figure, her sorrowful sobs reached his ears, he leaned in from behind and wrapped his arms around her waist, "No."
That night, when he saw Rong Shu outside the show, walking towards him, with her neat bangs, long hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a JK-style school blouse and skirt.
For a moment, he dreamed back to the night five years ago when he and Jiang Xi had their graduation ball.
Jiang Xi wore a pleated skirt for the first time, and her usual high ponytail was let down casually behind her, appearing obedient, innocent, and guiltless.
She was astonishingly beautiful in that state, almost instantly capturing all of his attention.