In a cold world, two overworked office workers secretly loved each other, but neither ever confessed because of the pressure of life. They gradually became familiar with one another, yet...
On the way home from work, she was in a car accident. That morning, she had still been right in front of you, telling a cold joke. Now you would never see her again.
You weren't as devastated or heartbroken as you might have imagined. Perhaps this was a kind of release. You could only think about how you would never see her again.
In a trembling voice, she said, "Go to Weihai. There's 180,000 yuan in my account, all my savings. Go and do what I never got to do. I want to open a little shop, a bookstore, an internet cafe, anything. I want you to get away from here. I love you."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
The best things in life come very early, which makes me think that there will be many people who love me deeply in my life. Many years later, one evening, I looked at the experiences of my friends and suddenly began to examine my own experiences at that time. It turns out that I was a happy and ignorant person. The best things had already come, but I didn't cherish them. I didn't wake up until I was on the road of irreversibility and searching again.