On the night of my birthday, which was the seventh time my uncle was absent, a row of barrages appeared in front of me.
"You see the female protagonist crying. Could it be that she found out that the male protagonist and Bai Yueguang are together?"
"Shen Qing was also quite miserable. His parents died, he fell in love with the male protagonist unrequitedly, and he died outside with his clothes disheveled."
I was stunned until the man's ambiguous breathing came from the other end of the phone.
"Happy birthday, I'll be back later if I have something to do."
I replied well without exposing his lie.
The ten-year secret love ended here, and I agreed to fake my death and go to work in the Secrecy Bureau.
