It is too late when we meet, and we lose the opportunity if we are too late.
Liang Ting married Zhao Zongchi because of a debt, but they couldn't get divorced because of the debt.
Was he destined or was he persistent, was he missed or destined, that bright encounter and staying together was ultimately lost to the dark palm in the shadow.
Those who are still waiting for the belated return may have been late from the beginning.
In the dark night, a street lamp could only illuminate the road under his feet. Liang Ting raised his neck slightly and clenched his fists, trying to avoid Zhao Zongchi's head buried in his neck.
"Tingting, only I can solve your dilemma now..."
The hot breath he exhaled instantly froze in the cold winter night, destroying her will bit by bit.
Zhao Zongchi noticed that she was trembling, so he took her hand and put his arm around her waist.
"You can't escape, I gave you a chance."
Liang Ting showed a wry smile, how could he escape?
You are the frozen mountains and rivers, standing alone.
Before you can unblock it, other mountains have already collapsed.
My flame is still gleaming.
Motto: Lucky people can wait for late arrivals