Shen Mingxiu was wearing an iron gray suit with a blue shirt inside. He was wearing a tie and had his hair combed back.
Compared to when he was still a student, the playful aura on him had decreased a lot.
Now, he looked decent.
It was not like An Rui had not seen Shen Mingxiu in the past four years.
Her high school classmates would have a gathering every year before the Lunar New Year. Apart from the first year An Rui did not go, she went for the next three years.
She had spent more than a year getting over the pain.
When she faced Shen Mingxiu again, she was no longer moved or embarrassed.
To her, Shen Mingxiu was just an ordinary high school classmate.
Although it was impossible to erase those memories, when she recalled them, her emotions would no longer fluctuate and she could smile calmly.
