"Anything is fine. You can order anything you want." Song Jiayin lifted the cup of water and took a sip. For some reason, being with Wu Zihao made her feel uneasy.

The closer they were to each other, the more obvious this feeling became.

Wu Zihao's heart was as clear as a mirror, but he did not reveal it on his face, and calmly continued to order.

After ordering, he asked the waiter to bring a bottle of red wine. Song Jiayin interrupted the waiter's action of pouring the wine, "I cannot drink, could you help me change it into fruit juice instead?"

"Yinyin, it's just red wine. It's okay to drink less." Wu Zihao's tone was calm, and his eyes indicated for the waiter to continue pouring.

Song Jiayin didn't say anything more. From start to finish, she didn't look straight into his eyes.

Wu Zihao raised his wine cup to toast her. Song Jiayin moved carefully, the crystal chandelier above his head showered a golden light onto her, illuminating her sweet and pure face.

Just like the first love that all the boys yearned for, the most beautiful scene that remained in their memories.

"Do you think today's movie is good?" Wu Zihao drank a mouthful of red wine, trying to lighten the tense atmosphere with a few brisk topics.

"It's pretty good. I want to know if the male and female lords are together." Song Jiayin smiled, her bright eyes dazzling.

Memory loss itself was painful enough, not to mention forgetting the person you loved.

Wu Zihao frowned, she was so concerned about the ending of the movie, does it mean that she had some impression of Gong Yichen?

This way... That would be troublesome.

"Just now, why did you suddenly drag me out of the cinema?" Song Jiayin looked over with her clear eyes, and Wu Zihao laughed: "I was worried that you would be hungry, so I brought you here to the dining hall to eat. This restaurant has good food. You'll know when you taste it later. "

As if he was trying to hide something, Song Jiayin's heart was still throbbing, and her eyelashes gently drooped down.

After dinner, it was already ten in the evening.

Wu Zihao drove Song Jiayin downstairs. When he wanted to get off the carriage, someone grabbed his wrist from behind and turned to look at him. Wu Zihao stared at her.

"Zi Hao?" Song Jiayin frowned as she called out his name. Instead of letting go, she clenched her fists even tighter.

Song Jiayin forced her hand away and quickly got out of the car. She stumbled and took out her keys to open the door, but just as she was about to do so, a pair of powerful arms hugged her tightly from behind.

With a loud bang, his body crashed into the wall, causing Song Jiayin to frown in pain. Before he could react, Wu Zihao kissed him once again. She, he kissed eagerly, from mouth to neck...

"Stop! Did you hear me say stop!? " Song Jiayin snapped angrily as she used all her strength to push him aside. Then, she quickly opened the door and escaped inside.

Wu Zihao walked back to the door as his eyes widened in panic.

What was he doing? He wants to use force against Song Jiayin?

"Yinyin, I'm sorry. I was drunk, so I did this to you." Separated by the door, Wu Zihao sincerely apologized.

Song Jiayin pressed her back against the door, hearing Wu Zihao's words, tears rolled down her face, and she slowly sat down on the floor powerlessly.

She didn't like this kind of relationship, the knot between the two strings that were forcefully pulled together would only be a dead knot.

Before waiting for her response, Wu Zihao did not leave. Instead, he took out his phone and called her again and again. The phone rang many times, but none of the calls came through.

Wu Zihao was not willing to give up, and instead sent her a message.

Song Jiayin opened a message and saw that the contents of the message were definitely related to the apology. She lowered her hands and gently dropped her phone.

What's the use of apologizing...

Song Jiayin laid on her bed as she weakly walked back into the room. Up, outside the living room, her cell phone kept vibrating. She grabbed the pillow to cover her face, trying to forget the annoying ringing sound.

In the next few days, Wu Zihao would still call Song Jiayin to ask him out. That night's matter had left a deep shadow in her heart, and she tried his best to find an excuse to avoid meeting him.

Until Saturday afternoon when Song Jiayin went out to buy stuff and met Wu Zihao at the entrance of the small district's supermarket.

He was dressed in a beige V-neck casual shirt and white slacks. His handsome face attracted the attention of many girls.

"Yinyin, don't go." Seeing Song Jiayin, Wu Zihao seemed to have revived as he caught up to her and held her hand.

Song Jiayin stopped and turned to look at his face, "I've been thinking for a long time, maybe we really aren't suitable for each other, so let's part ways."

Break up!? She wanted to break up with him?

"Yinyin, weren't we on good terms before? Why did you break up all of a sudden? " Wu Zihao anxiously asked, his heart was in a mess.

"Our relationship before was indeed very good, but the current me doesn't feel the warmth of the past. You, make me feel very unfamiliar." Song Jiayin mustered up her courage and said all the words she had hidden in her heart in one go.

Wu Zihao was surprised, "You think I'm unfamiliar? Was it because of what happened last time? Sorry Yinyin, I was in the wrong last time, I shouldn't have done that to you. I did all those things to you because I love you and I can't help it. "Don't worry, I won't do that anymore, believe me!"

He pulled Song Jiayin into his embrace and tightly held her, not allowing her to move an inch.

Song Jiayin struggled but was unable to free herself, "Zi Hao, let go of me."

"I'm not letting go, you're mine, why should I let go?"

Song Jiayin frowned in pain, "Don't be like this, can't we have a good talk with each other? I don't want to go on like this with you. Let's break up. "

Hearing the word "break up" repeated over and over again, Wu Zihao's face darkened uncontrollably, and said angrily: "You're breaking up with me now, are you going to find Gong Yichen?!"

Gong Yichen? Why did he suddenly mention his name?

"It has nothing to do with anyone else. It's just the two of us." Song Jiayin patiently explained as her gaze shifted to another place.

"It has nothing to do with Gong Yichen? Heh, Song Jiayin, have you forgotten how you were together with Gong Yichen back then? " Wu Zihao lost control of his emotions to the extreme, and casually said without covering up his mouth.

Song Jiayin was confused, what did he want to say?

"Do you think that you can be happy just by being with Gong Yichen? I don't want to say what you did. " Wu Zihao's face was filled with disgust, and the gaze he looked at her with became extremely sinister and terrifying!

The bystanders saw that they were arguing and curiously stopped to look in their direction. Wu Zihao glared at them fiercely and bellowed: What are you looking at! Get lost! "

The surrounding people were so scared that they walked back, only Song Jiayin and him were left on the tree-lined road.

"Tell me clearly, what happened between Gong Yichen and I in the past?" Song Jiayin was confused, why did she not have any impression of him at all?

"Honestly, I sympathize with you." Wu Zihao's cold eyes landed on her clean and beautiful face.