Beichuan stared at Su Hongxing's charming peach-like face for a long time, then glanced over Ye Qilan, and then quietly distanced himself from Su Hongxing.
He couldn't believe he didn't recognize Su Hongxing. He was simply too embarrassed to show his face.
This was Su Hongxing, the only woman he'd ever liked. How could he not recognize her?
What was he doing the last time he saw Su Hongxing? When he thought about it carefully, Beichuan felt like dying even more.
He didn't hope that Su Hongxing would ever come to like him, he just wished to leave a favourable impression in her heart. Now all that was ruined.
Beichuan sat in the corner, sulking with his drink, occasionally stealing glances at Su Hongxing. He could not connect the radiant beauty before his eyes with the slightly chubby girl of three years ago. The more beautiful she became, the further she moved away from him.
He felt as if he was going through a break-up today.
