Although rumors always said he was cold, aloof, and hard to approach, Leng Weiyi always felt he was just calm and serious. Moreover, in their interactions, he had always been gentle—this was the first time she experienced his cold demeanor.
"Shen Weiyi, you really have no heart," Sheng Ting said through clenched teeth.
To her, a relationship could be given up so easily, which only meant that it wasn’t significant enough in her heart.
In the end, she just didn’t care enough.
Thinking about the year abroad, how she looked at her photo every day, piecing together her life from tidbits she heard from others, how she restrained herself from searching her out, all to let her sort out her feelings.
He had planned everything, step by step, to bring this girl closer. But she barely tried before she gave up without putting in any effort.
Sheng Ting’s gaze then inevitably turned colder.
"I’m sorry!" Shen Weiyi lowered her eyes.
He was right, whether it was Jiang Zhiyi or himself, she was a big reason for their breakup.
"Come with me!" Sheng Ting grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward the direction of the camper.
"Um, let go of me first. It doesn’t look good to be dragged around ," Shen Weiyi subconsciously tried to pull her hand back.
"There’s nothing wrong with it," Sheng Ting said coldly.
His hand tightly clutched her wrist, squeezing it painfully.
He had never lost his composure in her memory.
"Aren’t you afraid your girlfriend will misunderstand?" Shen Weiyi frowned at him.
Sheng Ting stopped: "Is that why you’ve been avoiding me?"
Shen Weiyi remained silent.
The next second, Sheng Ting pulled her towards the camper again, his steps faster and larger than before.
Facing the gaze of the crowd, he closed the door of the camper, pushed her against the vehicle, and without waiting for Shen Weiyi to speak, he leaned down and fiercely sealed her lips.
Shen Weiyi’s eyes widened, her mind blanked out for a moment, and as soon as she regained her senses, she immediately pushed him away, "Sheng Ting, calm down..."
He already had a girlfriend, how could he...
Shen Weiyi’s brow furrowed tightly.
Seeing the expression on her face, Sheng Ting knew what she was thinking. He was angry but more helpless, "Shen Weiyi, the first time I provoked you, so whatever decision you made I accepted. But this time, you showed up before me willingly, so don’t think about giving up halfway through."
Shen Weiyi looked up at him, dumbfounded.
Silent for a moment, she then said, "Yes, I wanted to win you back—that was before I knew you already had a girlfriend." She couldn’t continue the lingering ties with someone who already had a partner.
Her rationality wouldn’t allow it.
Sheng Ting continued with a stern face, "Aside from you, I have no other girlfriend."
"Huh?" Shen Weiyi blinked in confusion, then sharply turned to him, "What did you say?"
"See for yourself." Sheng Ting said gravely, handing her his phone.
Shen Weiyi looked puzzledly at the phone he handed over and opened a video.
The person in the video was shockingly herself, drunk.
It seemed like she was in his car, clinging to him, refusing to let go.
She heard Sheng Ting ask her, "Have you decided, do you really want to break up with me?"
She saw herself shaking her head, "No, I don’t want to break up!"
"...Then we won’t break up," finally she heard Sheng Ting say.
Shen Weiyi looked up at Sheng Ting in shock, "When was this filmed?" she asked, suddenly remembering it was when he was drunk before he went abroad, "So the girlfriend you mentioned... is me?"
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