Jiang Ruan nodded, tossing the item in her hand to Zhou Qiyue.
Zhou Qiyue raised his hand to catch it, casting a glance at the stuff in his hand.
It was a USB drive.
"What's this?"
Jiang Ruan turned around, a smile twinkling in her eyes: "I wrote a song for you".
She remembered all their birthdays, and knowing Zhou Qiyue's love for music, in past years she would often write something for him. But this one today was special.
It was written just for him.
Zhou Qiyue's eyes flickered.
Looking up again.
The girl in front had already reached the elevator door.
Zhou Qiyue quietly exhaled, quickly followed, placed the USB drive in his pocket and zipped it up.
From now on.
He would simply be her friend.
She probably realized that he was over her, that's why she came. Otherwise, considering Jiang Ruan's personality, she might not have come to see him again.
Such a woman, ah.
So heartless.
But he knew, in doing so she was actually being kind to him.
