After a friend of hers got divorced, she had been living alone, neither good nor bad, like jewelry that had depreciated in value, not without luster but just uninterested. After a long time, I spent one year alone and another year after another. No, she wanted Chen Ke to bow down to her, and she wanted to hold him in her hands, whether she loved him or not. Love, does she still love him? She asked herself. Could it be that habit is not love?