[Entertainment] Come to the bowl

"Na Wen, I'm really happy that you can come, and thank you for the previous publicity."

Zheng Zaixuan lowered his head and pursed his lips into a smile, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly, the dimples on his lips were filled with a smile, and his tone was full of joy that could not be concealed.

"Senior, don't get me wrong! Your company paid for the publicity, and the signing will be a free benefit. Originally, I didn't want to come, but I think it's better to say something in person."

Nan Zhi's eyebrows and eyes were curved, her gaze was gentle and calm, her red lips were lightly parted, her tone was like a sweet whisper between lovers, but her words were extraordinarily calm and cruel.

"Na Wen..."

Zheng Zaixuan was stunned for a moment, opened his lips, but didn't know what to say.

He could understand every word she said, but why did it make his heart hurt when they were combined together.

But isn't all of this exactly what he wanted!

Why does his heart hurt so much...

"I like you very much, but you pushed me away and said we can only go here."

Nan Zhi tightened their interlocking hands, forced a smile, and said with a pale face.

System: "Ding! Zheng Zaixuan's current favorability: 40"

"Na Wen, I don't..."

Zheng Zaixuan blurted out in a panic, wanting to deny it, but when he raised his eyes and saw the fans around him, he suddenly stopped.

"This is the first and last gift I will give you. Now, I can say goodbye to you!"

Nan Zhi stood up, the wavy black hair scattered behind her had a natural arc, just like when she ran into his arms six years ago.

With red eyes, the girl pushed the red velvet box in front of him, pulled out a pale smile, turned and left.

Zheng Zaixuan saw it, and her hands were still trembling slightly.

Maybe it's true this time!

She really doesn't seem to like him anymore.

After the girl left, Zheng Zaixuan's lips were almost drawn into a straight line. He gently opened the box, and inside was a button and a piece of white lace.

On the day they met, the white lace on the girl's milky white shirt scratched the boy's buttons.

On the day she said goodbye, she gave him a length of white lace and a button.

Zheng Zaixuan felt unspeakable bitterness in his heart, and wrapped the soft white lace around his index finger, tightening it tightly, as if only in this way, he could ignore the pain in his heart.

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System: "Master, Zheng Zaixuan's favorability has risen to 60."

Nan Zhi pursed her lips and smiled lightly, like ripples spreading out, quietly touching people's heartstrings.

System: "Master, why do people only know how to cherish something after losing it?"

Nan Zhi raised her eyebrows and said nonchalantly: "This is a common problem of human beings. They don't cherish what they have. After losing it, there is no sorrow and regret. It's better not to have it in the first place."

System: "Master, are you the same?"

Nan Zhi said flatly: "Of course I do too, but you know, I've never experienced that feeling of regret."

System: "Master, don't worry, your illness will definitely recover."