It's time again when the year is spent.
It's my twenty-second single birthday. She thought.
Suddenly a phone call came, ending her peaceful life.
"Song Qiyan? Oh, boss?... Citi Plaza? What's going on?"
She put down the phone in confusion. Ten minutes later, she arrived at Citi Plaza.
That scene.
There are ten miles of flowers and ten miles of fragrance.
He said, loving you, this is the only thing I will do now.
He said, I can only produce scissors. This is always the case.
He said, if one day, you are willing to do something else, I will always be here.
But when she looked back, there was no one there.
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She stood on the stairs and looked down at the man.
"What's your name?" She said angrily.
"Giving sex." He replied with a smile, but observed her expression calmly.
She gave him the same smile "The name..."
He suppressed the excitement in his heart and raised his eyebrows.
She curled her lips and said, "How mean."
I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will kill them.
A creed she had embraced for twenty-two years.
But after going round and round, when he touched her bottom line, she chose to be a tortoise with no future.
Is it because she lived so peacefully in the first twenty-two years that she lived such a thrilling life in the twenty-third year?
She had compromised to fate countless times, but why did fate hold on to her so tightly?
She just wanted to retain the last bit of dignity.
Whoever calculated the hexagram for her, both peach blossoms and peach blossoms were doomed.