Shen Luxi thought he was a substitute.
Lu Yanzhou married her because she looked like that woman named Shu Yue. She signed the contract and moved into the old house, and heard him calling other people's names outside the delivery room.
For three years, he bought milk in the early hours of the morning, stood at her door for seven minutes, and changed the door lock to her birthday code—but never explained.
Until she tore up the agreement and saw the truth in her diary:
Shu Yue is not his lover, but his mother.
And her sinking into Luxi was the light he had been waiting for for ten years.
"It's better to hate me than to die."
But he never said that this sentence was meant for his eighteen-year-old self.
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