On the wedding day, Lu Chenyuan handed me a check.
Half a million. Buy me for a year.
I signed. Because my mother is in the ICU and is paying 8,000 yuan a day.
He told me: Love in front of others, but strangers behind others. At the end of one year, no one owes anything to the other.
But one day after we got married, I found a photo in the safe in his study—
It's me.
Wearing a blue and white school uniform and a ponytail, he stood at the door of the municipal library, his eyes squinting under the sunlight.
There is a line of words on the back of the photo, written seven years ago:
"Today this girl picked up my fallen book for me. She didn't know who I was. But I wanted to remember her."
Signed: Lu Chenyuan.
I froze in place, feeling cold all over.
It turns out that this marriage was never a "random selection".
He knew me from the beginning.
And I forgot about him.
Very good. Thanks to the author.