Summer passed, and autumn quietly followed. I don't know how many times the game of love I was playing came to an end along with the summer. I was the one who asked to break up. His love was selfless and accepting of everything about me, but to a woman like me, who could never sit still, it felt like unbearable pressure. Maybe he could find someone better than me. I didn't want to tie him down, and I didn't want to give up my own freedom either. …
I, Gao Weiyi, am a woman with a checkered past. Almost no one can match my record. What man would want a woman like me, who has had several abortions for different men and was once the other woman in someone else's relationship? I've weathered more storms than I can remember, because I grew up in the middle of them.
