She had always known that Zi He had a complicated background, and during the three years they had been together, she had vaguely guessed something. When the website was first established, there were many people who caused trouble. They went to meet the entrusted people together, but in the end they always left first. She said casually that she would take care of these people.
He Yu stayed once and watched silently, watching her standing up and falling down, watching her step on someone else's palm, and watching her calmly say "get lost."
Reminiscing about that night of heavy rain a year ago, she leaned against the door of the apartment downstairs, wearing a long hooded coat, the toes of her gray boots touching the ground, her loose hair between the hats wet and cold, her whole body was covered in the dark tones of another world, and next to the warm indicator light, the light could not warm her in the slightest.
She said, Ziyu, it's the third year.
With a slimmer body and a face that was already stunningly beautiful, she became even stranger every time she came to see him.