Now, hardly anyone remembers.
Two years ago, Song Kangcheng had actually confessed to Gao Huifang, and it was when almost all the educated youth were present, under the watchful eyes of everyone.
He thought he could move Gao Huifang with his sincerity and true feelings. He even handed over a jade pendant his mother had left him, as a token of his love, with utmost reverence.
But under his eager gaze, filled with fantasies of love and the future, Gao Huifang merely touched the jade pendant with disdain and threw it to the ground.
"A fake jade pendant, and you dare call it a family heirloom and present it to me as if it's a treasure? I'm really amazed, Song Kangcheng, you can't even bring yourself to deceive someone with such a fake thing, can you? Can't you use something presentable?"
That jade pendant, which he cherished as a treasure, shattered into pieces on the hard stone right before his eyes, just like his dignity, unable to be pieced back together.
