Everyone said that there was a Bai Yueguang in Qin Muyan's heart who could not love her.
Song Wan believed it.
So she worked as his secretary for two years and as his contractual wife for another year, but she still didn't dare to ask him - have you ever liked me even a little bit?
On the day of the divorce, his expression was as calm as signing an ordinary document. She turned and left without shedding a single tear.
Later she found out she was pregnant.
She didn't tell him that she took her mother to a foreign country and gave birth to the child alone.
After returning to China five years later, she met the man again at a cocktail party.
He was more mature and tired than before, and he looked at her with eyes that seemed to burn through five years of blank time.
"Song Wan," he said, "I have been waiting for you for five years."
She thought he was waiting for Gu Qingyi.
He pulled out a yellowed photo from his wallet and handed it to her - it was the sign-in area of the alumni association six years ago, with her bowing her head and sorting out the form in profile.
"The person in that photo on my desk is you from beginning to end."
She named her son Song Nian.
Nian is the thought that never forgets.
What she didn't know was that he had never forgotten these six years.
