On the gradually darkening street.
The honking of cars and the roar of engines intertwined.
A meter away, several colleagues from Century Wisdom stopped in their tracks, gazing straight at the two tightly embracing each other.
They weren’t foolish; they could naturally tell that the relationship between the two was unusual.
She was the kind of independent, emotionally stable girl who had never been so excited, even when a major bug appeared in a project.
She was truly excited, the kind with tears in her eyes, laughing and crying.
But according to an old colleague from the Imperial City, Liu Qingning didn’t have a boyfriend.
The closest person to her was Cheng Qingfeng.
As the founding duo, the colleagues often joked about such matters involving the two leaders.
Most people assumed that they would definitely end up together in the future.
Unexpectedly, this President Liu already has such an outstanding boyfriend.
A few girls were so envious that they turned green with jealousy.
It was honestly because this sudden guy was too handsome, handsomely striking with no tricks.
Neither effeminate nor overly masculine.
Moreover, his clothes and demeanor were exceptionally outstanding, clearly not an ordinary person.
The scene before their eyes was really like a scene from an idol drama.
But they were merely supporting roles.
A colleague whispered, "Let’s get out of here before we become the third wheel."
"Yeah, I’ve had enough of this lovey-dovey show. Glad I didn’t try to chat him up just now, or it would be really embarrassing."
Muttering a few words, a few colleagues exchanged a knowing glance and quietly walked away from the two.
Since it was Saturday, only occasional pedestrians passed by on the sidewalk.
Tang Song held tightly his first love in his arms, breathing in the familiar shampoo scent from her hair, filled with infinite joy and contentment.
Childhood sweethearts, first love, peak meeting, unrequited love.
There were so many elements and memories about her that he couldn’t let go.
When they didn’t meet, they would quietly accumulate in his heart, occasionally stirring, but without much turmoil.
When he left the Imperial City and bid farewell to his first love, he thought he had moved on.
But upon retrieving memories from 2016 and experiencing the transformation from game to reality when meeting her again.
He realized that it was all just self-deception.
If one has the ability, who wouldn’t want to make up for regrets?
He never denied that he was now a promiscuous man.
But every man will have a love-crazed moment, a time of reckless abandon.
For him, Liu Qingning was such a person with special meaning.
Thinking of this, Tang Song looked down at his first love in his arms.
The stark contrast between past and present, the profound memories surged over, overwhelming him completely.
"Ah! What are you doing!" came a clear cry of surprise.
A pair of hands appeared around Liu Qingning’s waist, and the next moment, she was lifted off the ground.
Tang Song held her soft waist, laughing as he spun her around in place.
Safely back on the ground, Liu Qingning’s large chest heaved violently.
Pretending to be angry, she exclaimed, "Are you trying to get yourself killed!"
Then she took a step forward, buried her face in his clothes, and nuzzled against it.
Looking at his now wet shirt, she chuckled and patted his chest, "Humph, it’s your fault. You left for Shen City without a word and made me cry."
Tang Song looked down at her and said with a smile, "Then should I leave?"
"You can try!" Liu Qingning pouted, grabbing his wrist.
Tang Song turned his hand over and grasped her soft, warm little hand tightly, sending a tingling sensation through both of their palms.
This wasn’t their first time holding hands, but the feeling remained strong.
The two remained silent in mutual understanding.
Gazing into each other’s eyes, Liu Qingning’s cheeks gradually flushed with a shy blush.
She raised her head and looked seriously at Tang Song’s face.
Reaching out to touch his high, straight nose, smooth jawline, rosy lips, delicate skin...
She broke into a wide smile, "It’s great! I can tell you’ve really worked hard at losing weight and getting fit, the change is too big, you instantly look so healthy. You’ve slimmed down a lot, your skin is so nice, even your hands seem prettier."
She knew Tang Song too well, seeing his change made her guess the effort he put in.
Besides appearance, in her eyes, Tang Song had a lot more shining traits that she admired.
Like persistence, diligence, earnestness...
If it weren’t for limitation of talent, with his studying drive in senior year, he definitely could have gotten into the Imperial City.
These aspects, over a long time together, had been ingrained into her heart.
Tang Song raised his eyebrows proudly, "Of course, I’m very diligent, right? Aren’t I handsome? More handsome than in high school? Surprise?"
Hearing his words, Liu Qingning was momentarily stunned, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, she quickly bowed her head.
Her face almost touching her ample chest.
"What’s the matter, Qingning?" Sensing her unusual behavior, Tang Song shook her hand gently and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"I’m fine," Liu Qingning said sullenly.
Then she let go of his hand directly and hid behind him.
Tang Song turned around, looking at her with confusion, "You’re definitely not fine, tell me."
Liu Qingning hurriedly reached out to hold his chin, turning his head sideways, "I’m ugly and fat now, don’t look at me."
"Uh..." Tang Song immediately understood her little thought.
Liu Qingning’s peak beauty was probably when she graduated high school, at 18, her skin seemed like it could be pinched to release water.
Along with a baby face and big eyes, she truly had a childlike appearance, extremely adorable.