He looked at her, his eyes as clear as a lake reflecting the bright moon in the night sky, but there was a careless smile on his lips. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he said, let's get married. She looked at him, her eyes fixed on the expensive platinum and diamond ring on the table, but her heart seemed to be floating far away...
A marriage that even she thought was a bit ridiculous led to an urban romance entangled with love and hate.
He and her, going around in circles, stopping and going, are they missing each other, or are they meeting again? Join hands or part ways?