C7 Breakup

On Saturday afternoon, Miao Yuanhu wore a white lace dress. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and there was a 100% chance that she would turn back when she walked on the street. However, the man beside her did not notice her meticulously dressed up. Instead, he kept looking at his phone absent-mindedly.

Yuan Zifeng had one hand in his pocket, and the other was held by Miao Yuanhu