Burning Color

At first, Li Fuzhou just felt that Jiang Ying was too kind to him. It was so good that it was a little too good, so good that he felt that she must have owed him something in her previous life. He reluctantly agrees to be with her. There was nothing to lose anyway, she wanted to pay, and he went ahead. She was always cautious in front of him. When he loses his temper, she apologizes. He was cold and violent, and she waited. He said so many hurtful words and she never walked past them. He thought she couldn't live without him. I don't know since when, he looked at that little figure squatting in the rental house to cook noodles for him, and suddenly felt a little pitiful. A person works in other places, has no relatives or friends, so he is just a straw. He began to worry about her things unconsciously - whether she had food to eat, whether she had enough clothes to wear, and whether she could pay the rent. He felt like a housekeeper, taking care of everything inside and outside. He even started planning for the future. Where will she buy a house in the future, when will she get married, teach her how to get a diploma, when will she have children... He thought, she has nothing, I have to plan for her. He doesn't think it's love. He just pitied her. It wasn't until many years later that he finally saw her again when he saw the big screen at the entrance of the supermarket. He suddenly understood—— The poor one is not Jiang Ying. It's him. Intention: Even if I am greedy, hypocritical, despicable, and selfish, so what? Time will eventually remember me.