Seeing Han Siyu turn around resolutely, without a trace of hesitation, without a trace of warmth, without a trace of nostalgia, he really forgot about her, completely forgot about her, and there was no familiar look in his eyes. Hanyu looked at his leaving back and yelled

: "Han Siyu, you bastard, how could you forget me, how could you not remember me, how could you forget me, you said you would remember me forever, how could you not keep your promise,

How could you lie to me, liar, Han Siyu, you big liar, you said that even if you forget the whole world, you will never forget me. What happened, what could happen, why do you do this to me, what on earth do I do?

Did something wrong."

Tired of shouting and desperate, her Han Siyu would not just watch her cry, so Hanyu squatted on the ground and began to cry.

However, Han Siyu still turned his back to her and stood not far in front of her. His heart was trembling. Her words were both unfamiliar and made him feel distressed.

Looking back, looking at the figure squatting on the ground and crying, his heart felt as painful as being pricked by a needle.

He always walked with great ease, but this time he came back.

"Get up," he stretched out a hand towards Hanyu who was squatting on the ground and crying.

He has always been indifferent to women's tears. Even when he faced the two women he had the most affection for, he was not moved by their tears. He actually felt distressed when he saw the tears of the girl in front of him who was crying.

The tone of speaking to her couldn't be colder.

Hanyu grabbed his hand, stood up and threw herself into his arms: "Why did you lie to me, liar, liar, liar..."

Han Siyu didn't refuse, he just stood still, unable to hug her or push her away.

"Yu."

This sound would make any man's heart flutter when he hears it.

Han Siyu looked at Mo Ran who was a few steps ahead of him, and quickly pushed Han Yu away.

Hanyu turned his head belatedly. In front of him, there was a girl that no man could say he didn't like. She had straight bangs, thin eyebrows, and Bai Ji's skin was flawless. Her bangs, which were as long as Hanyu's, were simply tied.

For a moment.

Mo Ran walked to Han Siyu naturally, took Han Siyu's hand, and intertwined her fingers: "Let's go, the director asked me to call you."

Hanyu looked at their intertwined hands, and her heart, even though it was bleeding, could no longer feel the pain. Her Han Siyu was already someone else's Han Siyu. She seemed to be an outsider, and there seemed to be no relationship between her and him.

He is a stranger passing by, she is just a passer-by in his life. When the time comes, he must leave. But her departure will not have any impact on him. When she leaves, someone will replace her and stand by his side. She

In his heart, he is just a passer-by, a passer-by...

Hanyu's eyes now shifted to Han Siyu's handsome face. He didn't understand why this happened. He had been looking forward to this day for twelve years, but when he really looked forward to this day, he didn't remember himself. Hanyu

I tried to cover my mouth with both hands, fearing that I would lose control and cry.

Han Siyu looked at the girl in front of him and Hanyu's clear eyes, and his heart ached.

It was the first time that Mo Ran saw Han Siyu looking at another girl, and there was a look of reluctance and heartache in his eyes.

Mo Ran interrupted the two people who were still looking at each other, and stretched out her hand to Hanyu generously: "Hello, my name is Mo Ran."

Hanyu ignored her and looked at Han Siyu with eyes full of resentment, hate, hate for everything that happened today, hate that Han Siyu had forgotten her, hate for Han Siyu not keeping his promise, hate for God's cruelty to her, hate,

Everything today, hate, everything twelve years ago.

Hanyu raised his face and looked at the blue sky: "The sky has finally cleared up, but it's not the same scenery as yesterday." After saying that, he turned and left.

As Hanyu walked past him, he seemed to clearly see her tears falling down one drop at a time.

Mo Ran looked at Han Siyu who was still stunned on the spot: "Yu, let's go."

Han Siyu and Mo Ran returned to class, but Han Siyu did not see the figure.

Zhang Ming saw that only Han Siyu and Mo Ran were coming back. He turned his attention to the door. When he just looked back, Hanyu's thin figure appeared, standing at the door and bending slightly: "Director,

sorry I'm late."

Hanyu walked onto the podium, which immediately attracted a burst of screams from the boys. The girls all started talking about whether this year's school beauty would be replaced.

Zhang Ming looked at Han Yu's reddish eyes and looked at Han Siyu. His expression was no longer the same as when he left the classroom.

Zhang Ming said in a moderate voice: "Quiet, this is the new classmate of our class who just transferred from abroad, Zhao Hanyu. Hanyu's homework has always been the first in the grade abroad. Do you have any problems in the future?"
Chapter completed!