Some people say that looking back thousands of times in the past life only leads to one passing by in this life. It really makes sense when you think about it. I never believed it before, until I met him, that man who is twenty years older than me, that gentle, handsome, mature man with taste. In fact, I am not sure whether I still love him after so many years. Although we are still together, I am still not sure. Maybe I am too insecure.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
