Lu Yun never thought that seeing Chen Shu again would be in such an embarrassing situation. The white moonlight that she carefully treasured in her heart back then was now isolated from the blurred light, reflecting the embarrassment she most didn't want to show to others. What she regretted was opening the door tonight.
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When he was seventeen years old, Lu Yun accidentally left a bookmark with a poem in the homework he handed in.
"I'll wait for you under Qianxun. When the water comes, I'll wait for you in the water. When the fire comes, I'll wait for you in the ashes."
The next day, she saw the boy she had secretly fallen in love with returning the bookmark expressionlessly, with a trace of impatience flashing in his eyes.
"Don't do such boring things next time."
A year later, my father was imprisoned and all the family property was seized. She fell from the clouds into the quagmire overnight, moving from one low-cost rental house to another, relying on the meager income from three jobs to support her family and repay the high debt that was far away.
When we met again, she was kneeling on the marble floor of the box, serving wine and plates to a group of luxuriously dressed guests.
The floor under her knees was freezing cold, and the smell of cigarettes, perfume, and alcohol mixed together, making her almost unable to open her eyes.
In the darkness, someone stretched out a hand with clear joints towards her.
She looked up along her arm and met a pair of dark, familiar eyes.
Those eyes, she thought she would never see again in this life.
The young man who stood in the center of the rostrum and was gilded by the sun is now a high-spirited elite in the business world.
Destiny had gone round and round, but she had to meet him again in such a humble and embarrassed manner.
Intention: The flower of the high mountain steps down from the altar and becomes a great guiding lover
