The Person Who Protected Me for Seventeen Years Rejected My Confession

On the day I was laid off, it rained heavily. As soon as I left the company gate, a thunder struck me. Three years later, the supervisor who used to bully me was making tea and water for me. But the cold system prompt in my head told me: Someone will protect me for 17 years and 3 months. I, a 26-year-old finance manager, who would protect me in the dark for so long?