Childhood Friend Who Missed My Engagement
© lokepub
Prologue
My childhood friend came home on break and overheard his mom trying to set me up on a blind date.
He asked, “Are you that bored?”
His mom looked surprised. “Why are you getting mad?”
I knew the gap between us was huge—he went to Tsinghua, I went to an ordinary second-tier college.
He had no interest in me.
But no one knew this was already the third year since we ended our messed-up relationship.
Back then he leaned against the bathroom doorframe and only said one thing:
“Ending it early is fine. It’s getting boring anyway.”
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