Late at night, Su Wanxing moved back to the old house where he lived with his ex.
The landlord came late at night to deliver the keys. She thought he looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.
He didn't know that he was the one holding the umbrella downstairs on a rainy night.
It was him who served the unsigned breakfast at the door in the early morning.
He had never rented that house to anyone else.
He was aloof and taciturn, approaching cautiously as the landlord.
I don't dare to admit it, I don't dare to say it, I'm afraid that she'll hate it, and I'm even more afraid that she'll forget it.
Until the old photos were uncovered, she asked him with red eyes:
"Have we met before?"
Seven years of forbearance and waiting finally collapsed——
"I never really let go of you."
Round and round, we still belong to each other.
