Four years ago, Lu Yu personally sent me to prison. One court verdict severed every bond of love between us. Through cold nights behind bars, I endured more than 1,400 days and nights, until every trace of love in my heart had worn away.
When my four-year sentence ended, I walked out of prison wanting nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with no ties to him. But the man waiting beyond the iron gates was dressed in a tailored suit, his eyes filled with overwhelming regret. Red-eyed, he kept lowering his head and begging me to stay, doing everything he could to make up for what he owed me. I looked at him, obsessive and frantic, and said calmly, “Mr. Lu, I don’t want your affection now that it’s too late.”
