We broke up three years ago and it rained heavily.
He pushed the wet hair away from her face, then withdrew his hand and closed the door.
She stood in the rain for an hour, waiting for a text message: I'm sorry.
Three years later, they met again after investigating the case. In the hot pot restaurant, he said through the heat——
"Jiang Zhi, I owe you an explanation. There is also something I was not qualified to say three years ago: I want to chase you."
Later she married him. The moment we kissed each other on the wedding night, it was the first kiss in three years.
Later, she found a copy of her father's case file in his study.
She thought he was lying to her.
He didn't know she had a voice recorder hidden in her sleeve.
Love is real, but trust comes too late.
Intention: Trust is the hardest thing to grow in love, arriving later than love itself