Chapter 64: A One-Sided Love is a Personal Chaos

For some reason, when Zhang Zhiyin said, “Your first love ran away because of me. Aren’t you going to chase her?” with a smile, Fang Zhou felt a sudden chill.

Experience told him he should chase after her, to at least keep Qiao Sisi from getting angry.

When a female star gets angry, she can cause trouble, and he would be the one to suffer.

But his intuition told him he shouldn’t chase after her. Zhang Zhiyin’s eyes were cold, almost as if she was saying, “If you dare chase her, I’ll kill you.”

Fang Zhou gave an awkward smile and decided to first calm down the woman in front of him.

“It’s okay. She’s always like that. She’ll be fine in a bit.”

His tone was light, carrying a familiarity he hadn’t even noticed.

Zhang Zhiyin’s eyes, which had just been red, now looked a bit aggrieved.

“You’ve dated so many girlfriends, but you still can’t forget her, can you?”

Zhang Zhiyin’s voice was a bit hoarse, the result of her earlier crying.

Her gaze was somewhat downcast, and her mind involuntarily drifted back to six years ago.

Back then, she, Fang Zhou, and Li Siming had all gotten into good schools, but the three of them weren’t in the same city, just neighboring ones—not too far, not too close.

They gradually saw each other less, unlike high school where they met every day.

Because of this, Zhang Zhiyin cherished every chance to meet Fang Zhou.

That winter, after going through the torment of exam month, Fang Zhou invited her and Li Siming out for dinner.

Zhang Zhiyin was ecstatic, spent two hours dressing up, then took an hour-long train and bus ride to the agreed place.

He was still as handsome as ever, and his voice was just as familiar.

But halfway through the meal, what he said wiped the smile off her face.

Fang Zhou raised his phone, showing a photo of a pretty girl, and excitedly announced,

“I declare, brothers, I’m no longer single. This is my girlfriend, Qiao Sisi.”

“Isn’t she pretty? Hahaha.”

At that moment, Fang Zhou’s face was full of pride and happiness, love flowing from his eyes, filling the room.

The usually carefree boy was surrounded by pink bubbles, becoming someone Zhang Zhiyin didn’t recognize.

His prideful love became a sharp arrow stabbing her heart.

She heard her heart shatter and felt for the first time the destructive power of unrequited love.

Falling into an ice pit, it manifested before her eyes.

Zhang Zhiyin couldn’t suppress her sadness, her throat felt choked, and she couldn’t utter words of blessing.

A one-sided love is a personal chaos.

The sadness and grief of that moment overwhelmed her, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

Nearly three years of secret love were confessed then and there.

“You’re in a relationship? What about me? Didn’t you notice my feelings for you?”

Back then, Zhang Zhiyin wanted an answer, to give herself closure.

Unfortunately, the answer she got was, “I’m sorry, Zhiyin, I didn’t know.”

That dinner ended with her storming out.

In the following years, Zhang Zhiyin never saw Fang Zhou again.

Until that recent incident made her return to the country, she had to see Fang Zhou.

“Your question is a bit hard to answer. Can I not answer it?”

Fang Zhou’s voice pulled Zhang Zhiyin back to reality from her memories.

She looked up at Fang Zhou, his appearance unchanged from before, even his temperament was the same.

As long as his bottom line wasn’t touched, Fang Zhou could be as pliable as cotton, letting others manipulate him.

Of course, this was limited to his family and friends.

In other words, he was infinitely tolerant and indulgent to those he cared about.

Maybe he didn’t realize this tolerance could be addictive.

“Hmph, suit yourself.”

Zhang Zhiyin reined in her emotions, crushed her earlier vulnerability, and put on her prickly exterior.

“You have the energy to receive fans now, so your illness must be almost better.”

Fang Zhou scratched his head. He felt much better after a day’s rest, but the doctor wouldn’t allow it.

“Maybe I need another two days of observation.”

A shadow flickered in Zhang Zhiyin’s eyes. She stood up and said, “You wouldn’t be weak enough to need a few more days to avoid me, right?”

Fang Zhou was taken aback, quickly understanding her implication, and hastily said, “I’m not avoiding you.”

“I’ll ask the doctor tonight. If I can be discharged tomorrow, I’ll do it.”

What was Zhang Zhiyin thinking?

She wouldn’t think he said two more days of observation to avoid her, right?

Heaven’s truth, Fang Zhou was no longer the same boy who couldn’t handle relationships or smooth over conflicts between friends and girlfriends.

Moreover, after all these years, Zhang Zhiyin surely wouldn’t still like him.

She herself said she wasn’t angry anymore.

After all, she was a companion from his high school days, fighting together. Seeing her and Li Siming brought back memories of his youth, beautiful and sincere.

If they could still be friends, that would be great.

“Alright, whatever. I’m leaving.”

Zhang Zhiyin waved her hand, not wanting to stay longer, and left the room in a few steps.

Fang Zhou had wanted to catch up, but there was no chance.

But since she was a new guest on the show, there would be plenty of chances to interact in the future.

After Zhang Zhiyin left, Fang Zhou’s eyes fell on the fruit tea on the table, his favorite grape cheese tea.

He was surprised Qiao Sisi still remembered his taste.

He quickly took out his phone to contact her.

Fang Zhou sent a WeChat message.

“Sisi, are you angry?”

About three minutes later, Qiao Sisi replied.

“Hmph, go catch up with your friend. Why bother with me!”

Fang Zhou sent a confused emoji and then honestly replied, “Thank you for visiting me, but I can’t drink that fruit tea. Can I give it to the nurse?”

Qiao Sisi: “If you give it to the nurse, you’re dead!”

Fang Zhou replied, “Then what should I do? Wasting food is not good. How about giving it to the cleaning lady?”

After sending this, Qiao Sisi didn’t reply, and Fang Zhou didn’t check his phone again.

About ten minutes later, Qiao Sisi reappeared in his room, fuming, her once neat hair now a bit messy, as if she had rushed over.

“Who did you give my milk tea to?”

She was ready to kill Fang Zhou!

An angry female star was like a puffed-up kitten, her cheeks puffed with anger, looking both fierce and cute.

Fang Zhou had expected her to come back. He pointed to the fruit tea on the table.

“It’s still there.”

Qiao Sisi looked over and saw the grape cheese tea still there.

She got even angrier, her eyes filled with not just anger but also a bit of grievance.

“You lied to me!”