News of his father's death and more than 4 million in liquidated damages came one after another on Zhang Luo's birthday.
The boyfriend chose to break up due to debt, and Zhang Luo broke up cleanly. When he was about to sell his shop to raise money, the creditor came to the door.
The man was dressed in black and looked dull. He was particularly suitable to be placed as a living memorial in a bookstore.
This was Zhang Luo's thought when he saw Cen Tangyan for the first time.
"I need married status. If you marry me, you don't have to pay back the money."
Zhang Luo looked at Cen Tangyan standing at the door, thought for a moment, and said: OK.
In the three months since then, Zhang Luo did not have to maintain the relationship between his parents-in-law, nor understand the group-related matters. There was no birth, no gossip, and his life was extremely leisurely. But after some leisure, Zhang Luo seemed to understand the real reason.
It was Cen Tangyan who was isolating himself from his world.
Whether it was with the company or with family and friends, Zhang Luo had only met them a handful of times in the past three months, which made her feel like she was always the stranger who left her hometown and came here.
So the moment Zhang Luo realized that he fell in love with Cen Tang Yan, he resolutely chose to leave.
If the person you like doesn't like you, if you force yourself to stay, it will become a joke.
But she didn't expect that Cen Tangyan would fly in front of her the day after landing, as if he was not the person who calmly sent her to the airport yesterday.
Zhang Luo lowered his eyelashes and said, thinking he was understanding: I'm sorry, I should have divorced before leaving.
The person in front of him stared at him for a long time without replying. It was only when she finally couldn't hold on any longer that she complained: "Liar."
Although Zhang Luo couldn't figure out where this blame came from, based on his intuition, he was not wronged.
"You like me, why are you running away?"
"Because you don't like me"
Cen Tangyan laughed angrily.
"You think I don't like you?"
"Yes" Zhang Luo asked him: "Am I free?"
"Of course, you..."
"People who don't love always feel that the other person is free."
Cen Tangyan:...? ? ?
He opened his mouth, then raised his eyebrows as if he had an epiphany.
In the next twenty-one days, Zhang Hou, who had never left his room again, realized in hindsight:
Cen Tangyan became enlightened.
But it's a bit much.
Chain bookstore owner VS chairman of listed group
[Marriage first, love later｜Sensitive years]
2026.8.12
Intention: Live alone, die together.
