When I met Fu Yanshen again five years later, he pressed me against the wall, with hatred in his eyes: "What do you want from me this time?"
I smiled and shook my head, as gentle as before.
He hated me for leaving without saying goodbye, and tried every means to retaliate against me and humiliate me.
Little did I know that I would have to swallow a lot of medicine every time I turned around.
Until that day, he accidentally discovered my medical records hidden in the apartment——
Severe depression, lasting five years.
And on the last page, I wrote crookedly: "As long as he is alive and well, I can do anything."
At that moment, this arrogant man knelt on the ground, holding my medical records and crying like a child.
