People say that memory capacity is limited, so just pretending to be beautiful is enough. But Liu Zhimian is a person with a very good memory. Even the small pain of being run over in his dream can be clearly engraved in his heart.
She also stood in the bright sunlight, but an accident dragged her into the long night. Every time she woke up from the dream, the pain that eroded her bones would haunt her for a long time. She had been running away for five years, traveling far away from home, but she could not escape the gentle but undeniable push for marriage from her family in Kochi. I was fed up, fought, and in the end all I could do was compromise. So she chose the easiest way - to live together in a flash marriage, just to have a peaceful and stable life.
This marriage was like a desperate gamble, but life was extremely peaceful. It turns out that life without love can really be like a cup of warm water, so dull that you can't taste it, but unexpectedly safe and secure. She gradually became accustomed to this tranquility, so accustomed that she didn't even notice the indescribable feelings quietly growing in her heart.
Until his true identity was revealed before her eyes, the unfavorable rumors and the heavy future were overwhelming, and the dusty past surged up. Full of guilt and instinctive cowardice, she once again chose to run away.
"You don't believe me that much?"
Fu Chengyu's voice was very low, no anger could be heard, only a deep sense of loss. She lowered her eyes and said softly, "Hmm", and her vision was slowly blurred by the water vapor.
For a person like her who is covered in cracks, it is really hard for others to squat down and patiently pick up her broken pieces piece by piece.
"Let's go." She heard her voice trembling, as light as the wind
