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After that, An Shengmei deleted all the logs and mentioned Tan Yizhe. The QQ password had also been changed. An Shengmei breathed a sigh of relief. She could finally be herself, although she was still a bit sad.

It was a thunderstorm in Hangzhou that day. Thunder was rolling in from the distance, preparing for the rain. An Shengmei ran out without saying a word to her family. She called Gu Qingyan. "We broke up."

"It was expected," Gu Qingyan said.

An Shengmei went silent. "I came out barefoot. There was thunder outside. Did you hear that?"

Gu Qingyan suddenly became anxious, his tone was not as calm as before, "Quickly go back! "Hurry up!"

An Shengmei said, "No, I just want to walk around outside."

Gu Qingyan couldn't do anything about An Shengmei, so he chatted with her. An Shengmei remembered that she sang a lot of songs, but An Shengmei didn't cry. An Shengmei walked around the district for a while, then bought some things and went back. Seeing An Shengmei immediately bringing a towel to An Shengmei, Zhang Ma asked An Shengmei where she had been, and An Shengmei said she had gone to buy some things. An Shengmei put the things she had bought on the tea table and entered the bedroom.

"?" Tan Yizhe could come and go as he pleased, leaving only a small ripple on An Shengmei's heart. However, the ripple would eventually calm down, and after that, the lake water would still be the lake, the weeping willow would still be as long as Tan Yizhe left. Tan Yizhe would not change anything just because Tan Yizhe had arrived and left. An Shengmei was still An Shengmei. However, because of Tan Yizhe, she had become more mature and understood the reality of this society.

"?" An Shengmei sent a message in space, "We've broken up, you're free."

The drama was that many people immediately sent messages to comfort An Shengmei. An Shengmei realized that some things could be saved, such as friendship, but some things could never be recovered.

So no matter how much Tan Yizhe hurt himself later on, An Shengmei would only be sad for a moment and then force herself not to think about it. An Shengmei could not betray her heart again. Just like the wrists that had been cut for Tan Yizhe, or the lips that had been bitten, or the days when you couldn't eat or eat, hunger strikes and eating compulsions would heal over time.

Therefore, breaking up is no injury, a wound that can heal is not a wound, An Shengmei knows, it will. So An Shengmei wasn't hurt, really.

An Shengmei said, I will find someone who loves me to marry, and I will never love again.

Tan Yizhe misunderstood that sentence and An Shengmei still remembered the sharp words Tan Yizhe said, "You are just a princess, I'm not even a black horse, hahahaha, I'm not worthy of you, hahaha, people like me can only follow behind you, if you don't care about me, if you don't love me, you can just kick me away, and I'll be a scoundrel …"

"..." But let me tell you, you are tarnishing your marriage! "If you want to play, throw it away. What do you think I am …"

"…"

It was only when she heard Tan Yizhe say those words that An Shengmei realized that Tan Yizhe had never loved An Shengmei at all, because no matter what the end result would be, Tan Yizhe would never hate An Shengmei, much less use such sharp words to hurt him. Not only did Tan Yizhe say these words to An Shengmei, he even told Tan Yizhe's friends.

After separating with Tan Yizhe, An Shengmei changed everything that An Shengmei could change, such as her innocence at that time, the taste of wearing clothes at that time, and her personality.

An Shengmei had to thank Tan Yizhe after all. He made her understand a lot of things. An Shengmei wouldn't let her give up everything for a boy.

No worries, luckily, there was still time to pick up again, to pick up the things that he had missed out on because of Tan Yizhe. Because they lost one time, An Shengmei treasured her friendship with her best friend even more, An Shengmei shrunk her social circle to a very small size, she cared about the people and things she cared about, she didn't care about anything else, she just had time to read some ancient poems or modern poems, when inspiration came she would write them, An Shengmei had written a lot, and she had to thank this heart that had experienced a lot and became delicate and sensitive.

An Shengmei began to take her studies seriously.

It was still too late for everything. An Shengmei was still in her second year of high school, An Shengmei's youth had just arrived, An Shengmei would work hard and become an outstanding woman. An Shengmei would not lose the pride she had finally picked up, An Shengmei would not feel inferior to a guy.

An Shengmei had sworn that now, in the future, and forever, she would never let a boy crush her pride!

An Shengmei secretly laughed at herself. Even after so many years, she still couldn't forget that proud young man of her youth. Even after so many years, that young man was still as dazzling as before.

No, never again. An Shengmei made up her mind and took a sip of coffee. The bitter taste filled her mouth, just like her state of mind back then.

Tan Yizhe, who was standing opposite her, also reacted from the rare moment when he was speechless. He put away his cynical and unruly expression and asked, "An Shengmei, do you think I'm still that fool who can endure all the humiliation for the sake of my childish love?"

An Shengmei did not expect her words to make him explode. It seemed that his temper had become even more irritable than before.

However, the most important thing right now was to settle the formalities and fly back to Shanghai. An Shengmei smiled blandly, "Mr. Tan, we are talking business right now."

An Shengmei paused for a moment and saw Tan Yizhe's expression return to calmness. She then continued in a professional state, "I think you don't really want to see me, the person who brought back your unpleasant memories."

Because I also don't want to see you, that will only make my heart clogged up, the last sentence of course is in the heart of An Shengmei.

Tan Yizhe also realized that they were talking about official matters now, but when he heard An Shengmei say the words "unpleasant memories", he still felt the uncontrollable rage in his chest.

He drank his coffee in one gulp, leaned back on the rattan sofa, crossed his legs and calmly said, "That's true. Then, does Miss An have any reason to persuade me to give in?"