[Childhood friends / wife-chasing crematorium / both leads are inexperienced / marry first, fall in love later / first person / a little angst]
When we were childhood friends, I thought I was special to Mi Lin. But as we grew up, our paths became like the two ends of a spring: the closer we got, the farther apart we drifted.
“I’ve decided to leave you.”
He gave a quiet laugh, gritting his teeth as he said,
“You won’t.”
The road is long, and the mountains and rivers stretch between us. I never want to see you again.
