She was sitting in the dim box of Aige City, tears pouring out like a flood that burst a dam. Just a minute ago, her boyfriend received a text message from the girl and only said: Yanyan, I'm sorry! Then he opened the door and left.
Are you still ready to leave me in the end?
In the end, you still can't let her go? Even if she betrayed you so many times and hurt you so deeply, in the end, you still chose her? Ha, then what are the promises you made?
The girl named Yan Nuozi had crystal tears on her face, holding a bottle of beer in her hand and drinking it crazily, but she was curled up in the corner of the sofa like a wounded deer. At this moment, it was edited into an eternal black and white photo, placed in a ten-inch crystal photo frame, and became the most bitter memory in their hearts...
Perhaps, neither they nor Lin Zhiqing here knew that she, who had been tortured and hurt, should have been happy but withered on her 24th birthday...
It doesn't matter, if you die, you will die. She is still living in ancient times, entangled with the person who appeared many times in her dreams again...
In ancient times, could she live a world of her own?