The Scandalous Side of the Convenience Store

My marriage had been dead for a long time, killed by day after day of indifference.

I ran a 24-hour convenience store, getting through one lonely night after another. My husband ignored me, and my sister-in-law made life difficult at every turn.

It was Ma Nanshan’s gentleness that let me experience being loved again; it was Su Qingli’s companionship that gave me a glimmer of warmth to hold on to in my despair.

I hovered at the edge of forbidden desire, torn between propriety and a racing heart.

Divorced, remarried, back where I started.

It turned out some marriages can neither be escaped nor made to work.

The convenience store lights never go out, but all my life has left me with is compromise and silence.