Night fell, and Shanghai's neon lights shimmered along the Huangpu River like countless twinkling stars. Lu Yao stood by the floor-to-ceiling window of an upscale restaurant in Pudong, holding a glass of sparkling water. Her gaze wasn't on the river outside, though. She casually scanned the crowd inside the restaurant.
She wore a simple black dress, her hair casually tied back in a low ponytail. Her makeup was light, but it couldn't conceal the aloof air in her eyes. Tonight was her company's annual party. As a planning specialist in the marketing department, she had no choice but to attend, even though she had no interest in the socializing and clinking glasses.
“Lu Yao, daydreaming again?”
At the sound of my colleague's voice, it was as if a breeze had passed by. Then the reality of my life after waking up unfolded. I remembered the time I spent with you, and I remembered my love...
