Lin Ze only felt his steps were very heavy.
He came here full of passion and confidence, wanting to win back Gu Shengyinâs heart.
All his chances of success must be based on one premiseâthat she doesnât have a new love.
He should feel confident, but when he saw this situation, he suddenly became unsure.
Perhaps they were just good friends? After all, foreigners like to express their affection with exaggerated gestures.
Lin Ze calmed his emotions and walked to Gu Shengyinâs side.
"Changhuan."
Gu Shengyin turned her head and saw the well-dressed man standing behind her.
This man, unusually, wasnât wearing a suit.
Gu Shengyin had to admit that Lin Zeâs looks were indeed unmatched. Over the past few years, she had seen countless handsome, tall, and stylish male models, but from appearance alone, few could surpass Lin Ze.
And that was in the fashion circle, known as a gathering place for beauties.
Gu Shengyin asked in surprise, "What are you doing here?"
Lin Ze looked into her eyes, and her gaze was very sincere; obviously, this question was from the heart.
That is to say, Changhuan thought it was strange for him to appear here.
Lin Zeâs breath caught; he said, "Changhuan, did you even consider what I said yesterday? I said I wanted to pursue you."
Gu Shengyin raised an eyebrow, "So, youâre saying that you are now pursuing me?"
Lin Ze countered a bit, "Specifically, it started from our meeting yesterday."
Gu Shengyin nodded, "Alright, I understand."
Then she turned to leave.
Lin Ze called after her, "Changhuan, what do you mean by this?"
"What do you mean?"
Lin Ze felt a bit at a loss, "I just saw you with that Lader..."
Gu Shengyin looked at him slightly, "Me and Lader?"
Gu Shengyinâs mind turned, and she suddenly gave a cold smile, "Lin Ze, do you think I, Zhong Changhuan, am the kind of woman who would still engage with you even after having a boyfriend?"
Her expression suddenly turned cold, "Lin Ze, donât overestimate yourself, and donât underestimate me, Zhong Changhuan!"
She suddenly felt very tired.
Lin Ze watched her turn away without looking back, his hand moved faster than his mind and grabbed her hand, "Changhuan, thatâs not what I meant."
Gu Shengyin struggled with her hand, "Let me go!"
Lin Zeâs hand didnât move, "Look back at me for a moment, Changhuan."
Gu Shengyin, somewhat impatient, turned back, only to be momentarily stunned by the heaviness in his eyes.
She had never seen such helplessness and sadness on Lin Zeâs face before.
At this moment, Lin Ze exposed all of his insecurities and anxieties from the past five years to Gu Shengyin without reservation.
"I am very anxious, Changhuan."
"All these five years, I havenât stopped thinking about you, and I despise my own uselessness."
"Iâm afraid youâve forgotten me, afraid youâve found someone you like more."
"Give me a chance, will you?"
Gu Shengyin admitted that seeing Lin Ze like this made her heart soften for a moment.
But it was just for a moment.
Her tone softened momentarily, "I have something to do now, Lin Ze."
Lin Zeâs expression turned forlorn, he obediently released Gu Shengyinâs hand.
Gu Shengyin watched him lower his eyelids, his long, butterfly-like lashes fluttering. The light cast a shadow on his face.
In that instant, she saw a sense of vulnerability in this man.