They say you can't trust a man when he's in bed.
Li Yunfan was different.
He only told the truth in bed.
Like the day I was disfigured saving him.
In bed, he said:
"Xia Qinghe, once I make it, I'll marry you."
And the day he finally made it.
In bed, he said:
"Xia Qinghe, I'm getting married. The bride isn't you."
"Her name is Lin Shu. She's twenty-two, and she's nothing like you."
"You can stay by my side without a name or status for nine years, but she can't. She can't bear to be treated unfairly."
It didn't rain in Hong Kong that day.
But dark clouds covered my world.
The sun rose the next morning, and I called the man who had been pursuing me.
"Didn't you tell me to turn over a new leaf? I've decided to."
