If Lin Zheng hadn't met Ji Fengmian, the loneliness he deliberately concealed with a bad smile would never have been discovered.
The distant view of the city that night shone under the shroud of darkness, and the wind on the rooftop was so strong. Lin Zheng still said to Ji Fengmian in an angry tone, "I didn't expect it would be so tiring to like someone. I have had no patience since I was a child, so I don't like you anymore." Ji Fengmian still didn't say a word, but he was so cold that he almost shed tears.
It's just that we met for no reason, just leaning against the building in the bright moon.