"Lu Yanzhou spent eight years turning me into a canary in his cage."
"Everyone thought I hated him."
"Even I thought so - until the car accident."
Three years later I met a man at an auction.
He looked exactly like Lu Yanzhou, but he looked at me with strange eyes and smiled cynically.
"Madam, you look at me as if you have known me for a long time."
Later, he cornered me in the elevator and touched my face with trembling fingers.
"They say my name is Shen Ji, but why -"
His eyes were filled with unfamiliar desires and familiar restraint,
"Why does the screaming thirst in my soul only stop when I touch you?"
I was shaking all over at that moment.
Lu Yanzhou is not dead.
But he forgot about me.
