She smiled brightly: "Actually, I have never treated you sincerely." She smiled so happily that people could not see through her joy and sorrow. Behind her is an open door, and there is always a door between her and his world. When he was in a good mood, he would open the door and call her here and there. If he was in a bad mood, no matter how loud she knocked on the door, no one would respond. She always believed that love was like a seesaw, holding each other back and forth, but in his eyes, their love was just a game worth mentioning.
"Chi Jingchen, the game is over."