People like Li Yao could be said, in kinder terms, to be willing to humble themselves for love, or in blunter terms, to engage in persistent harassment.
Seeing the person he had once betrayed, who had been so infatuated with him, now living a happy life without him, something inside him began to stir.
That day after work, Chen Nuo encountered him again on the way home near her company.
Li Yao was holding a bouquet of flowers, and when he saw Chen Nuo from afar, he approached her.
"Nuonuo, I've come to pick you up from work."
As he said this, he stuffed the flowers into Chen Nuo's arms and habitually reached to put his arm around her shoulders.
Chen Nuo stepped back to avoid his touch.
"What's wrong?" Li Yao asked with an indulgent smile, as if nothing had happened.
"Li Yao, we have already broken up. Please, don't come looking for me again!"
Chen Nuo thrust the bouquet back into Li Yao's hands and turned to leave.
