When she was a child, she was his follower, but he lost her. After not seeing each other for several years, we met again in high school. He was a cool academic, and she was the dazzling sun.
"Zhou Zhengyu, will we be separated again?"
"No."
The young man's promise still rang in her ears, but after one night, she picked up her suitcase and left without saying goodbye.
Five years later, she was an architect returning to China with her cute baby, and he was a young and promising boss in the city.
At the celebration banquet, he blocked her in front of the sink, with years of suppressed madness and anger in his eyes: "Shen Yu'an, why did you give birth to your daughter alone and go abroad?"
She held the cute baby who looked exactly like the two of them and smiled lightly: "Zhou Zhengyu, have you admitted the wrong person?"
Everyone said that Zhou Zhengyu was cold and stoic, but little did they know that deep in his study, there were pictures of women hidden all over the wall.
Later, the cute baby pointed at the big shot on TV and asked in a sweet voice: "Mom, why does this uncle look exactly like dad?"
That night, Zhou Zhengyu came through the darkness, knelt down on one knee in front of thousands of people, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yu'an, this time, it's me who will love you."
