Is he my jack? Or is he just another romantic encounter in my travels? I have long been accustomed to active chatting, and I don't care about those so-called one-night stands, but why did my usually calm heart have a little ripple when he appeared in front of me?
She is not a beauty, but she has an indescribable charm that can leave a deep impression on everyone who has seen her. He is so familiar with that lonely look. Once upon a time, he did not cherish it properly when he had it, and only regretted it when he lost it... But now she appears in his life, another her, is this another opportunity given to him by God? It's another heart-wrenching torture...