We broke up six years ago and met my ex again at a cocktail party.
Someone threw red wine on me and I hid in the corner in a panic.
A pack of tissues was handed over, and when he looked up, it was him.
Shen Jing looked at me, her tone as natural as if we had never been apart:
"Why are you still so incapable of taking care of yourself?"
That night there was a heavy snowstorm that closed the roads and the hotel was full.
He handed over a room card: "2018, if you don't want to come up, you can sleep in the lobby."
2018 Is the year we met.
It was also the year we broke up.
In the room, he heated up a glass of milk for me - the brand I used to drink before going to bed.
He slept on the sofa and gave me the bed.
At three o'clock in the morning, I went to the balcony due to insomnia and saw him smoking alone.
He turned around, put out the cigarette, and said in a low voice:
"Lin Ruan, don't leave this time, okay?"
I didn't answer, but I knew——
From the moment we met again, I never thought about leaving again.
