Three years ago, she signed a marriage contract at the entrance of the ICU, pinched her thumbs into her palms, and did not finish reading the terms.
Three years later, she realized that she was just a "stand-in" from beginning to end - his Bai Yueguang returned to China, and her existence was an arranged scam.
But the man who never said he loved her stayed with her in the alley opposite for seventeen nights. He replaced her lamp, engraved her necklace, and saved her mother's life with an anonymous fund.
The contract is about to expire. I hold the pen in my hand again, the old scab on my palm has faded away.
This time, she read all the terms. I finally understood all the answers in three years of silence.
