[Single heroine] [No rebirth] [No system] [Daily love]
Jiang Xian didn't know what happened in those four years. If he didn't tell her, she didn't dare to ask. She only knew that he had an orange cat, drank latte without sugar, didn't have a single private photo in the office, and only smiled for a few tenths of a second.
She decided to get closer to him again.
A cup of coffee, a visit to the West Lake, an umbrella held together, and one word of "good".
