Yang Huiying had come to the mall to buy daily essentials .

She had never expected that she would actually chance upon familiar people .

Tang Zhongyi was the first person whose existence had entered her heart . She couldn’t erase memory of him no matter how hard she tried . During this past year, she had forced herself not to think about him, but she had never predicted that she would meet him again at a place like this .

Standing by his side was a girl . Gu Shengyin’s back was facing her so Yang Huiying didn’t recognize her .

She subconsciously thought that there was no way Ning Zhao would appear here .

However, when Tang Qian pulled at her sleeve to say something with a face full of excitement and she turned around to laugh, Yang Huiying saw her very clearly .

How was it possible!

Hadn’t Ning Zhao secluded herself? Wasn’t she in a state where she couldn’t receive stimulation or see other people? When she had told her about her parents deaths before, hadn’t her condition become more severe?

Then who as this lively girl who was laughing freely?

Yang Huiying only felt that her heart was full of bitterness . She had paid the price of staying away from the Tang Family as far as possible, but Ning Zhao actually seemed like she hadn’t been affected .

This was completely unfair!

She felt like she was a shameful voyeur as she silently followed behind the group of people, watching as they entered luxury goods stores she would never have dared to dream of entering . The three of them looked very close and affectionate .

As Tang Qing began fussing about being hungry, they decided to enter a desserts shop .

Yang Huiying also followed them in and sat at a neighboring table . Conveniently, there were two large potted plants between them .

“Greetings, may I ask what you’d like to order?” A pleasantly smiling waitress looked at her .

Yang Huiying swept her eyes over the menu before randomly pointing at one .

She didn’t know why she wanted to follow them, but the bitterness in her heart wouldn’t let her stop . It forced her to board this boat of self-abuse as she watched the girl she had always envied laugh with a face full of happiness .

Of course, Gu Shengyin knew that Yang Huiying was following behind her . This was perfect for giving her an opportunity .

She stretched out her hand to dig out her phone from the little white rabbit bag by her side . No one noticed as a sheet of white paper unintentionally floated out as well, perfectly landing under Yang Huiying’s table behind her .

“When you’re eating, don’t play with your phone . ” Tang Zhongyi watched her in a half-helpless, half-spoiling manner .

“When you’re eating, don’t play with your phone . ” Tang Zhongyi watched her in a half-helpless, half-spoiling manner .

If you aren’t already doing so, please read this at the original site, jiamintranslation . com .

Gu Shengyin sucked on her tongue before opening a game without hesitation .  

That man was only saying it anyways . He was reluctant to take away the phone when it made her happy .

Only Yang Huiying saw that piece of paper .

She glanced at it . The paper was packed with writing…it looked like a music score?

She calmly picked up the paper and placed it in her clutch . Her heart was beating a bit quickly .

“Miss, your coffee . ” The waitress’ voice woke her from her thoughts .

“Miss, your coffee . ” The waitress’ voice woke her from her thoughts .

She absentmindedly stirred her cup of coffee until the group of three had finished eating and left and her drink was completely cold .

This time, she couldn’t be bothered to follow them . Instead, she hurried home, her original purpose of shopping forgotten .

After locking her room door, she carefully and cautiously took out the paper and slowly looked it over .

The more she looked at it, the faster her heart beat .

She was very confident that this wasn’t an already publicized or famous song . The whole thing was handwritten and there were many traces of revisions .

The composer was, without a doubt, a genius . She had already seen Ning Zhao’s talent before and this had fallen from Ning Zhao’s bag . This music score had an eighty to ninety percent chance of being Ning Zhao’s composition .

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Yang Huiying had come to the mall to buy daily essentials

She had never expected that she would actually chance upon familiar people

Tang Zhongyi was the first person whose existence had entered her heart . She couldn’t erase memory of him no matter how hard she tried . During this past year, she had forced herself not to think about him, but she had never predicted that she would meet him again at a place like this

Standing by his side was a girl . Gu Shengyin’s back was facing her so Yang Huiying didn’t recognize her

She subconsciously thought that there was no way Ning Zhao would appear here

However, when Tang Qian pulled at her sleeve to say something with a face full of excitement and she turned around to laugh, Yang Huiying saw her very clearly

How was it possible!.

Hadn’t Ning Zhao secluded herself? Wasn’t she in a state where she couldn’t receive stimulation or see other people? When she had told her about her parents deaths before, hadn’t her condition become more severe?.

Then who as this lively girl who was laughing freely?.

Yang Huiying only felt that her heart was full of bitterness . She had paid the price of staying away from the Tang Family as far as possible, but Ning Zhao actually seemed like she hadn’t been affected

This was completely unfair!.

She felt like she was a shameful voyeur as she silently followed behind the group of people, watching as they entered luxury goods stores she would never have dared to dream of entering . The three of them looked very close and affectionate

As Tang Qing began fussing about being hungry, they decided to enter a desserts shop

Yang Huiying also followed them in and sat at a neighboring table . Conveniently, there were two large potted plants between them

“Greetings, may I ask what you’d like to order?” A pleasantly smiling waitress looked at her

Yang Huiying swept her eyes over the menu before randomly pointing at one

She didn’t know why she wanted to follow them, but the bitterness in her heart wouldn’t let her stop . It forced her to board this boat of self-abuse as she watched the girl she had always envied laugh with a face full of happiness

Of course, Gu Shengyin knew that Yang Huiying was following behind her . This was perfect for giving her an opportunity

She stretched out her hand to dig out her phone from the little white rabbit bag by her side . No one noticed as a sheet of white paper unintentionally floated out as well, perfectly landing under Yang Huiying’s table behind her

“When you’re eating, don’t play with your phone . ” Tang Zhongyi watched her in a half-helpless, half-spoiling manner

If you aren’t already doing so, please read this at the original site, jiamintranslation . com

Gu Shengyin sucked on her tongue before opening a game without hesitation .  .

That man was only saying it anyways . He was reluctant to take away the phone when it made her happy

Only Yang Huiying saw that piece of paper

She glanced at it . The paper was packed with writing…it looked like a music score?.

She calmly picked up the paper and placed it in her clutch . Her heart was beating a bit quickly

“Miss, your coffee . ” The waitress’ voice woke her from her thoughts

She absentmindedly stirred her cup of coffee until the group of three had finished eating and left and her drink was completely cold

This time, she couldn’t be bothered to follow them . Instead, she hurried home, her original purpose of shopping forgotten

After locking her room door, she carefully and cautiously took out the paper and slowly looked it over

The more she looked at it, the faster her heart beat

She was very confident that this wasn’t an already publicized or famous song . The whole thing was handwritten and there were many traces of revisions

The composer was, without a doubt, a genius . She had already seen Ning Zhao’s talent before and this had fallen from Ning Zhao’s bag . This music score had an eighty to ninety percent chance of being Ning Zhao’s composition