There was an aura of love left in the room, and there was only a faint light from the fire in the darkness. Su Yi put out the cigarette in his hand and tried hard to identify the man lying next to him at night. But all that was left for him was a cold back. Being able to imagine that person looking arrogant even when he was asleep, Su Yi couldn't help but sigh: "It's been seven years... No matter how good-looking the face is, it's time to get tired of it."