Her eyes were misty. The best memory that has been hidden deep in my mind was suddenly awakened by that golden business card: because I like it, I am domineering.

Because I like it, I pamper it.

Because I like it, I ...... Persistent?

But.

She.

…… There's no going back.

She's lost so much in six years...... Once...... Innocent fantasies, pure friendships, fond memories, and beloved mom have all left her world.

Now all that is left is her, full of hatred...... has lost the qualification to love and be loved.

So.

Forget about her!

- Brother Jin.

The two customer service agents looked at Tang Yunuo blankly, not understanding why a business card representing a position of power could make her face change so much.

"Miss Tang, are you okay?"

The voice of the customer service made Tang Yunuo, who was immersed in the memory of the past, wake up instantly, take a deep breath, Tang Yunuo said to the customer service with an apologetic smile on his face: "I don't know the person on the business card, if someone asks about you, just say that they haven't seen me...... Thank you! ”

After returning the business card to the customer service without hesitation, Tang Yunuo took the room card and left without looking back.

The wind gently blew her hair, and the disappearing back was pitiful.

The night was cold and desolate.

New York, USA.

The weather was clear, and the sun was shining lazily on the earth.

Looking at the business card with 'BFY Jewelry Company' written on it, Anze had an excited smile on his face, this business card that he had tried his best to get hold carried his greatest hope in the past six years.

The sun shone on his face and he smiled.

So, this time.

He'll definitely find her.

He wanted to ask her why she was so cruel to leave him back then?

How miserable he has lived in the past six years.

Does she know?

Eagerly walked into the BFY Jewelry Building.

in the hall.

Anze desperately wanted to find the person who could support him to stay alive immediately.

“Excuseme，Iwanttoinquireaboutaperson。”

“Whodoyouwanttoinquire？”

“…… Mstang。 ”

“oh…… AreyouChinese？ ”

“Yes，IamChinese，sheisin？”

“oh，IsCarina？ Whatareyoulookingforher？ ”

“Yes，I-mherfriend，Iwanttoseeher。”

Not surprisingly, Anze, who has an English name, suddenly remembered what she said that year: "Anze, your agent is so strange, obviously the Chinese have to take an American name, what is called 'thief dead', it's funny, Anze, don't take a strange English name, otherwise I will laugh at you." ”

She had just learned English that year, and she couldn't pronounce the phonetic alphabet of English accurately, so many times it was marked with Chinese characters, similar: next to 'goodmorning' was written four small characters 'male cow'.

Next to 'what'sup' are still written four small words: 'Grandma starved'.

Next to the word 'howoldareyou' says he's still smiling when he thinks about it, 'a lot of oil'.

Once when I was doing homework with her, she asked curiously: "Anze, why do those foreigners associate 'a lot of oil' with age, do foreigners grow up eating oil?" ”