For love, we are together; for love, I ran away from you. Your image and love are stored in memory and will never fade away. But with such loneliness, where will the wheel of fate turn?
Jing Jinghui believes in fate. She attributes all the people and things that inexplicably happen to her to be her fate, and she doesn't bother to analyze them in detail. She didn't expect that just one day later, she would sit with Huang Zhihua again.
"I can't think of any reason why you wouldn't be happy to marry me." Huang Zhihua tilted his head to look at Jing Jinghui.
"Hmph, I can't think of any reason why I should marry you." Jing Jinghui said angrily, "Why haven't you gotten married yet?"
"There are too many people who like me, and I don't know who to marry." Huang Zhihua said with a happy face, "What kind of husband do you want to find?"
"I'm not looking for a guy like you anyway."
"They thought we were a good match and wanted us to get married."
"A good match? A perfect match!" Jing Jinghui sat up from the recliner in a huff, looked at Huang Zhihua and said bitterly, "I have never thought that anyone was a scum before, but you, my dear senior brother, you have turned my appetite off! Do you think you are still a human being?"