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nTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

nHowever, when she had stood in front of him without saying a word, he had turned his head calmly and asked the man next to him, “Who is she?”

nQin Zhi’ai was shocked, and the words on her lips vanished in an instant.

nThe man standing next to him looked at her doubtfully, then shook his head, answering, “I don’t know her, either.”

nGu Yusheng had lowered his head wordlessly and put the cigar between his fingers into his mouth, inhaling slowly. He had put it out and threw it into the trash can, saying to the man, “Let’s just go inside!”

nThen he had walked by her, unruffled.

nWhen he had completely disappeared from Qin Zhi’ai’s eyes, she had lost control once again like she had just before. She had suddenly turned around and shouted at his back, “Gu Yusheng!”

nGu Yusheng and his friends had stopped together, and he had turned around slowly and looked at her with a calm and indifferent expression, as if he had never seen her before.

nHe didn’t speak, only stared at her like a stranger, when she exhausted almost all her strength to squeeze the words out of her mouth, “Gu Yusheng, you don’t remember me?”

nHe had looked at her for a while, like he was trying very hard to remember if he knew her. After about one minute, he had said in a polite and cold tone, “I’m sorry, Miss, I really don’t think I know you.”

nThen he had lowered his head to show his regret and left without hesitation.

nHis friend had seemed to be very curious. He had looked at Qin Zhi’ai for several seconds, then followed Gu Yusheng, saying, “You don’t know her? Really?”

n“I don’t remember,” Gu Yusheng had answered.

n“Right, with your handsome face, you always attract many girls. Maybe she was just trying to flirt with you.”

n“Maybe.” His voice was as elegant as always, but the word he said had almost made Qin Zhi’ai cry.

nMaybe… He had just understood her question as a way for her to flirt with him?

nFor six years… the boy she had been looking for and missing hadn’t remembered her at all.

nThe one she had waited for had forgotten her already.

nIt seemed that all the blood in her body had frozen all of a sudden and she had lost all her senses. She had only heard the song played at the party. “My world changes for you bit by bit, day by day, but you never see.”

nQin Zhi’ai immersed herself in her memory absentmindedly, so the housekeeper reached out her hand and and moved it in front of her eyes, saying, “Miss? Miss?”

nQin Zhi’ai rolled her eyes to prevent herself from crying, then smiled at the housekeeper gently.

n“Miss, do you still want to eat anything?”

n“No.” Qin Zhi’ai shook her head, put down her chopsticks, and stood up, then when she remembered what Gu Yusheng had just said on the phone, her fingertips trembled a bit, and she said a number to the housekeeper.

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