Sometimes it's just inevitable to blame the hand of time for writing love as having been in love.
He Jing had thought about countless scenes of meeting Lin Xi again. But she would never have imagined that they would meet again with their nominal lovers on their arms.
(PS: In fact, this is a story about a wolf in sheep's clothing chasing a sheep in wolf's clothing. The heroine was very wretched at first, but after being hurt, she became very rational and emotional. A reunion after a long separation.)