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Xu Zhenzhen laughed and said, "Yeah, it's been a long time since we've been in touch."

Qiao Jiawei: "I heard you recently returned to China."

Xu Zhenzhen: "Yes, I just got back to China last week. I just hadn't seen you in so long and wanted to ask you out."

Qiao Jiawei: "Sure, it's been over a year since we last met, right?"

Xu Zhenzhen and Qiao Jiawei were very good friends during their university years and were roommates.

Xu Zhenzhen continued, "I also contacted a few old friends, and they said they wanted to organize a class reunion."

"A class reunion? A reunion for our entire class?" Qiao Jiawei asked, somewhat puzzled.

Xu Zhenzhen: "Sigh, among the few people I really got along with in college, there were maybe seven or eight at most."

Qiao Jiawei nodded and replied, "Oh, okay, that's fine."

"Why don't you invite Ji Yan along too? I don't have his contact information anymore," Xu Zhenzhen said from one end of the line.

Qiao Jiawei hesitated for a few seconds: "Then I need to ask him if he has time first. You know he's quite busy with work right now."

"Great! I heard he's a big star now. You can ask him about it, and once we've confirmed who's coming, we'll set a time. I'll send you the location in a bit."

"it is good"

Then I hung up the phone.

Qiao Jiawei leaned back in her chair, looking exhausted.

I've been busy with design drafts these days, and soon I'll need to prepare for setting up the studio.

She rubbed her temples, then picked up her phone to send a message to Ji Yan.

Qiao Jiawei: Ayan, Zhenzhen just contacted me saying she wants to organize a class reunion, maybe seven or eight people, all of whom we should know. She asked me to ask if you have time.

after awhile.

Ji Yan: When?

Qiao Jiawei: She said it depends on when you're free, whenever is convenient for you.

Ji Yan: Tomorrow won't work, but the next two days are fine.

Qiao Jiawei: Okay, I'll reply to her in a bit.

After Qiao Jiawei turned off her phone, she was about to continue drawing.

The message notification sound rang out again.

Ji Yan: Are you still busy with the drawings?

Qiao Jiawei picked up her phone and replied: Yeah, I've been staying up so late that I've developed dark circles under my eyes.

Ji Yan: Is there anything I can help you with?

Qiao Jiawei: No, not at all. Actually, I have to thank you for helping me with the studio matters. If all goes well, the studio will be officially established next month.

Ji Yan: That's good. Don't stay up late all the time, it's bad for your health. Feel free to contact me anytime if you need anything.

Qiao Jiawei: Okay, you should get some rest too.

Ji Yan: Okay, good night.

Qiao Jiawei: Goodnight

The day of the class reunion arrived quickly.

Ji Yan came ahead of time to pick up Qiao Jiawei so they could go together.

They booked a private karaoke room, and by the time Ji Yan and Qiao Jiawei arrived, almost everyone else had also arrived.

"Isn't this Jiawei and Ji Yan? You've finally arrived! It's been such a long time!"

"Jiawei is getting more and more beautiful."

"I heard Ji Yan is a big star now. He must be very busy."

As soon as they entered, they greeted their old friends.

Some of them were close friends of Qiao Jiawei, and others were friends from the music club that Ji Yan and Qiao Jiawei knew together.

Xu Zhenzhen came over happily and took Qiao Jiawei's hand: "Please sit down, everyone. Ji Yan, come and sit down too."

Xu Zhenzhen looked Qiao Jiawei up and down carefully, and said with a smile, "You've really grown more and more beautiful, it's been over a year since I last saw you."

"Yes, they didn't even make a single phone call afterward." She raised an eyebrow slightly, her lips curving into a bright smile.

"It's my fault, it's my fault. I've been too busy with work lately. How about you?" Xu Zhenzhen continued to ask.

Qiao Jiawei took a sip of the drink someone offered her and continued, "I'm still working in design; I've been busy with my studio lately."

“Great job, Jiawei, you’ve opened your own studio!” another girl said with a smile.

"Isn't Ji Yan the one whose business is making the most progress here?"

"Yes, yes, Ji Yan is quite popular lately. Both of my younger sisters like him."

Others started talking too.

Ji Yan smiled slightly and said modestly, "Not at all, I'm still far from it."

A gossipy guy asked, "So, do you have a girlfriend now?"

"Hey, are you a paparazzi? Trying to gather intelligence?" another girl joked.

"Tch, I'm not that kind of person. This is just concern from an old friend. Don't you want to know?"

"Okay, I'd like to too. So, do you have a girlfriend?"

Ji Yan smiled somewhat helplessly and shook his head: "With work so busy, how can I have time to date?"

"Yeah, being a celebrity must be very busy and tiring."

"Alright, everyone, let's eat something."

"Sing! Let's sing together!"

"Ji Yan, sing us a song! Let us enjoy this privilege!" another boy egged on.

"Yeah yeah"

Ji Yan stood up and took the microphone: "Then I'll start for everyone."

"Oh, good!" Then came a round of applause.

Ji Yan chose a song by one of his favorite singers.

It must be said that professionals are indeed professionals; everyone listened with rapt attention.

The song ended quickly, and someone suddenly said, "Jiawei, why don't you sing one with Ji Yan too? You two used to be partners, didn't you?"

Ji Yan paused for a moment, then turned to look at Qiao Jiawei.

“What? I was just accompanying him back then,” Qiao Jiawei replied.

"Of all the people in our group, only the two of you are still as close as you were back then," the person continued.

Qiao Jiawei continued, "After all, we've all stayed in the neighboring city to develop our careers."

"Jiawei, go sing a song!" that person continued to egg them on.

Qiao Jiawei felt this was inappropriate, so she waved her hand and said, "I won't go, you guys go sing."

"How about I sing one of my new songs for everyone?" Ji Yan stood on the platform, smiling gently.

"Great! Great! We're in for a treat today!"

Xu Zhenzhen whispered to Qiao Jiawei, "How are things going between you and Cheng Qi?"

At this point, Qiao Jiawei felt discouraged.

When she was in college, almost everyone around her knew that she liked Cheng Qi.

Qiao Jiawei said softly, "Well, whatever."

Xu Zhenzhen was somewhat surprised: "Really? Cheng Qi is so hard to win over, but you're Qiao Jiawei!"

"Sigh, you know he doesn't have those feelings for me," she said with a somewhat helpless smile.

"It's been so long, are you still going to hang yourself on him?" Xu Zhenzhen said with some reluctance.

Qiao Jiawei sighed: "You want to let go, but you're unwilling to, do you understand?"

Xu Zhenzhen patted Qiao Jiawei on the shoulder and comforted her, "While it's best to have no regrets, sometimes you might end up getting hurt the most."

Qiao Jiawei nodded and smiled at Xu Zhenzhen, saying, "Okay, I know what I'm doing."

Seeing this, Xu Zhenzhen didn't say too much.

Everyone reminisced about their university days, and each person couldn't help but recall and miss those days.

After playing together for four or five hours, everyone went home.

Ji Yan drove two classmates to school, and then drove Qiao Jiawei home.

Ji Yan asked tentatively, "How have things been between you and A Qi lately?"

Qiao Jiawei shrugged and looked out the window: "It's alright. You've heard, haven't you? He seems to be getting quite close to a girl lately."

Ji Yan frowned and continued, "I know, that girl is his business partner's sister."

"Sigh, let nature take its course. I've persisted for so many years, and sometimes I feel tired, but I'm not willing to give up, you know, Ayan?" Qiao Jiawei said dejectedly.

His eyes darkened, and he slowly said, "I know, but it's important to know when to stop if you're always living in a state of inner turmoil."

So does he.

I keep asking myself whether I should continue.

Qiao Jiawei took a deep breath, then smiled at him: "Of course I know. I'm Qiao Jiawei, you know. Just allow me to indulge myself one more time. If it's still impossible this year, I won't like him anymore next year."

He laughed along with her: "Okay."