I have always thought that I have good luck in love and I am very self-aware. For some people who are destined to lose, give up the idea from the beginning. For example, Shen Zhihe, the "favored man of heaven" whom I met in college. An Jingjing planned to have a small love affair with me, but I was very wrong - I chased two or three of them and all of them ended up being rejected. Finally, I finally found a man who fantasized about me, but just before I mustered up the courage to confess my love, my sister told me that he already had a girlfriend.
After being sad and disappointed, she decided not to fall in love, but to be a "strong woman" and open her own studio. He happened to know that the Shen family was planning to choose a bride for their eldest grandson, so he found the "favored son of heaven" whom he was sure he would not fall in love with, and exchanged the necessary bargaining chips for a marriage in name only. He wants the reassurance of his elders and a free marriage, but I don't need the fetters of love. Sometimes a marriage where everyone gets what they need may actually last longer.
But you forget that love is not a contract written in black and white. When it decides to come, you can't stop it and can only let it happen. When a series of accidents happened between us, and when I got closer to him, I found that falling in love with him was so easy. And in this contractual marriage where love is not needed, the only thing I can do is to control my heart and prevent my love from being seen by him.