He thought it was her.
She was always fond of these flamboyant colors.
"Jeremy Lawrence, why are you still standing here? Are you waiting for someone?" The male classmate who was just chased for a fight ran to his side with a grin. Seeing Jeremy Lawrence gazing blankly at the roadside, he asked curiously.
Jeremy Lawrence withdrew his gaze and shook his head, "No. Let's go in."
*
The venue for the class reunion was arranged by Jeremy Lawrence. He booked a large VIP private room.
Approximately more than ten people attended the reunion, all of whom he got along well with routinely.
Jeremy Lawrence and his friends arrived first, ordered some coffee, and soon after, the rest of the attendees gradually showed up.
Every time the private room's door was pushed open, Jeremy Lawrence's gaze would unintentionally dart towards the entrance.
But she was never among those who walked in.
Jeremy Lawrence was the most popular and pursued among all the classmates.
