When the man I had been licking for four years wanted to confess to me, I moved overnight to avoid him. My best friend was angry: "Why are you hiding? Why did you let him have fun for four years in vain?" I drank red wine and didn't care. "Fu Hao is a scumbag, but he has a handsome face, a good figure, and a good job." "Such a top guy sleeps with a common girl like me, not for fame or money. Am I not playing with him?" Fu Hao's livid face flashed across his drunken eyes. Later, I had a date with my senior in a coffee shop. Fu Hao sat at the next table and laughed: "Song Ran, why are you getting worse as you get worse? Now you can only play this kind of thing?"