"Entertaining myself means, just me."
My name is Qin Xiu, and I am thirty-two years old. My straightforward life is filled with other people's happiness. I don't like arguing, I don't like asking, I don't like telling others I don't like it, I don't like anything.
My life is as standard as a question answering template and standardized as a machine. But this answer sheet was stained with a drop of red ink... But she was not love.
"She is like a visitor from outside the world, sneaking into my life quietly, maybe, my life."
I was too lazy to solve the problem, so when my mother said it was time for me to get married, I followed her advice. When my husband cheated on me, I just said divorce and left the house. So when she showed up, when she said she liked me, when she asked me if I loved her, I said a lot of things that satisfied her, but in the end I didn't know who I was deceiving.
I thought I would never know whether I loved her or not, but she forced me to figure it out. In the end I had to sink because I couldn't get out.
"Entertaining myself means that I can only be alone without you."
"Song Shuyu, can you lie to me again?"
Lightning warning: 8-year age difference; first-person perspective; random writing with unknown ending
Concept: Eternal love and hopeless love