'Yeah.'
'Xi Xia, this bracelet is so pretty.'
'It's a gift for my eighteenth birthday.'
'Who's it from?'
An embarrassed smile appeared on the girl's face. Everyone around her immediately knew the answer.
They were all gushing over her.
At that moment, Lin Yiqian had finally made up her mind. She had bet everything on that final decision to leave. At first, she thought she would have no regrets. However, over the last five years, she had never once been able to get that young man in jersey number 'one' out of her mind.
She could never forget the obnoxious look he gave her when they first met.
Like a magic spell, Lin Yiqian had haplessly allowed herself to be tortured by life, the time that passed by her, and herself.
No matter what she did, she simply could not break free from the spell. Her only option was to continue liking him and thinking about him. That was the only way she could live a normal life.
