Named After Zhuo

On graduation day, he gave her a desperate kiss and then disappeared. All that was left was a cold "separate for now" and a farewell that she would wait for eternity alone. Jiang Zhuo waited in the heavy snow at the airport for him to leave without saying goodbye, and for their child to leave quietly. Overnight, that bright ginger died. She cut off her long hair, burned her diaries, and rose from the ashes of her emotions to become an elite lawyer who was as cold as iron. However, late at night when no one knew about it, she needed medicine to fight against the bone-eroding depression and chills. Five years later, he returned with top wealth and became her top client. Lu Yanzhou looked at the calm, sharp woman in front of him, who regarded him as a stranger, and for the first time he tasted the heart-burning taste of regret. He lowered his profile and used all his means to pursue his wife crazily, but he only received her business-like indifference: "Mr. Lu, please respect yourself." He didn't know that the protection he thought he was protecting was her Ling Chi who hadn't recovered in five years. He didn't even know that what he abandoned were two people. When the dusty miscarriage report was suddenly revealed, and when her diagnosis of depression was placed in front of him... Lu Yanzhou's world completely collapsed. He knelt in the snow and prayed with red eyes: "Zhuozhuo, I will sacrifice my life for you, please look at me again." Jiang Zhuo just touched the cold ring mark on his ring finger and smiled distantly and desolately: "Lu Yanzhou, my heart died with you in that heavy snow five years ago."