Everyone knows that things are meaningless but cannot stop being attached to them.
——Keigo Higashino
On the day when Song Li was about to end his absurd life, he heard the sound of the boy's guitar.
Over the years since then, I have thought about it every night.
Xie Yuchen was born into a wealthy family in the capital, and he is willful and arrogant under his gentle skin.
For a piece of music, I went to study in a rural town without telling everyone in my senior year of high school.
But no one expected that he would fall into a trap with a girl from a convenience store.
Since then, Song Li has become a taboo for him.
Song Li was in a quagmire and never dared to have delusions.
The sun was dazzling that day, but she still squinted and reached for it.
Later, when she learned the boy's identity, she decided to give up. On a rainy night, she broke her promise.
"I'm just kidding you, thank you for the tuition fee."
Song Li held an umbrella and looked coldly at the soaked Xie Yuchen.
One sentence shattered all his pride with his own hands.
A few years later, an archaeological documentary brought the two together again.
On the same rainy day, she had just finished digging the grave. She was holding a shovel in one hand and a jointed skull in the other, which was very funny.
Xie Yuchen has already risen to the top, won numerous awards, and is high-spirited.
But after hearing the news of her marriage, he pushed her into the rental house, his voice stubborn.
"How are you doing? I'm not doing well."
Intention: Focus on yourself, love yourself before loving others