He was like a pervert, peeping in the dark at a woman's ordinary life. There were no surprises or waves, she just repeated the trajectory of the previous day day after day, and he followed suit. Han Shu felt that he was impatient, but during this process, he never got tired of it, including the long time waiting for her to get off work from a distance. He sat quietly in the car and listened to the CD from the first song to the last song.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
