In freshman year, Zhou Wang was truly the figure of awe in the class, with his handsome looks, witty speech, ability to sing and dance Rap, and playing basketball, wherever he went, he was the focal point.
Until the end of freshman year, Zhou Wang suddenly started a business, sank into despondency after the failure of connection, and for the next two or three years, he rarely appeared in group activities, and many in the class even started to blur their impression of him.
Ding Yi knew this past the best, it was also the bifurcation point where she and Zhou Wang began to drift farther apart, so when she heard Zhou Wang reminiscing about this, a hint of pity swept across her expression, and she unconsciously reached out her delicate hand to hold Zhou Wang's hand.
The perspective was most clear for Jiang Qingkui and Qi Jiayi, both raising their eyebrows... wasn't it, just be a good audience, what do you mean by suddenly reaching out your hand?
