Expired Qingmei: My Father's Mistress Is Your Mother

Seventeen years old, in front of the hospital. Lin Xi looked at the silent and pale young man in front of him, and all the suppressed grievances and fears turned into the sharpest blade: "Chen Ye, why don't you die!" The boy's eyes were red, tears mixed with the rain rolled down his face, and he trembled and said the last three words: "... I'm sorry." From then on, she moved away from home, sealing up the memory of the small town with the salty sea breeze and the memory of the neighbor brother who once escorted her to and from school, taught her to do questions under the stars, and was jokingly called the "child-in-law" by her mother. Twenty-seven years old, in front of the bar toilet. Chen Ye easily broke through her pretense of pretending to be a stranger, and his voice was low and mocking: "Isn't it a bit too fake to act like you don't know her when you come up?