On her eighteenth birthday, Shen Zhiyi waited in the rain for three hours.
In her arms was a cake she had saved up for three months to buy, and in her pocket was a confession letter she had written six years ago. She wanted to tell him: Lu Yanshen, I have liked you for a long time.
His car passed in front of her.
The splash of mud wet her trousers, but he didn't look at her.
That night, her confession letter was soaked by the rain and thrown into the trash can.
Also that night, his father died in a car accident. The brakes were artificially cut and the fingerprints were her father's.
Overnight, she went from being the daughter of a driver who secretly liked him to being the child of his father-killing enemy.
He imprisoned her and tortured her in the most cruel way - making her kneel to wipe the floor, making her wash clothes in cold water in the winter, and making her watch him being intimate with other women.
She never defended herself.
She just endured everything silently, while looking for evidence to prove her father's innocence, and at the same time, she cut out the love of those years from her heart bit by bit.
He locked her in the utility room for three days and three nights. She was so burned that she was delirious, and she kept shouting his name.
The hairpin she kept secretly was something he bent down to help her pick up six years ago. She remembered that one touch for six years.
And the day when the truth finally surfaced——
He knelt in front of her, buried his face in her palm, and for the first time called out the name that had been hidden in his heart for many years:
"Zhiyi, I was wrong."
But she just gently withdrew her hand and looked out the window, her voice lighter than the moonlight:
"Lu Yanshen, I have paid off my father's debt for three years. Please let me go."
