"Nine o'clock? Why do you ask? Want to give me a ride?" Ji Mingqian jokingly said.
Ye Jiuliang rolled his eyes at him, "Can you make it back in time for your birthday in a few days?"
Ji Mingqian chuckled lightly, "I haven't celebrated my birthday in years—you know that. I'm not celebrating this year either."
Without that person, he hated birthdays.
Ye Jiuliang and Gu Xinuo exchanged a glance, understanding what he meant.
Gu Xinuo looked helpless, unable to see through his thoughts, "Aqian, it's been three years. Do you really plan to keep enduring like this?"
Three years already, does he really plan to waste a lifetime?
"What else can I do?" Ji Mingqian gave a self-deprecating smile, rubbing his brow. Who could tell him what to do? Was there any other choice?
"Go to America," Gu Xinuo suggested.
"No." Ji Mingqian shook his head. He didn't want to force that person, nor make them uncomfortable.
Isn't it just a lifetime? He could afford to wait.
