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"Even if I win the award, I still have nothing."
It was a rainy day when Yan Jian first met Yang Chubai.
The other party left her coat and drove alone in the rain.
The rain outlined his superior contours, and moisture filled his skin.
The relationship between the two is bound by interests.
Yan Jianchu fell into a sober state of mind and had already made plans to escape.
Until Yang Chubai learned that she was about to leave.
Yan Jianchu stood on the balcony, his expression blurred by the incense smoke. He just smiled and asked, "I'm leaving, shouldn't you be happy?"
Later, she left without saying goodbye and cut off all contact, and the two of them ended there.
Yang Chubai will always remember that rainy day, that apartment, that stack of red banknotes, those hurtful words, and the words I love you that were too late to say.
He often felt that he was indebted. He should have seen it earlier and treated Yan Jianchu better.
Ps:
1: Women are not men and women are clean
2: High probability of slow heating
3: The settings are just made up, please don't pay attention to them.
Intention: Go forward and don't look back
