"Emotions are often a maze for those involved, and sometimes even she couldn't figure it out herself, let alone give Zhang Xinxin any advice."
Whenever they set out together, Jiang Xubai would stand patiently waiting in front of the mall's railing.
Different from the last time at the graduation ceremony, today's Jiang God dressed in a shirt and trousers, a pricey steel watch adorning his wrist, and his black shiny hair impeccably groomed, exuding the aura of a successful person.
It was astounding how much a person could change in just a half year.
Last year on Pei Yan's birthday, she also bought him a watch, but it was rare to see him wear it.
Spending his days amongst codes, wearing something on the wrist was always inconvenient.
Perhaps programmers were inherently destined not to bond with such accessories, at least until they truly stepped away from the compiler. In her lifetime, it would be hard to see a watch on Pei Yan's wrist again.
