Qiao tide stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, looking at the night view of this city. She could no longer pretend to be indifferent and escape. That familiar face, that familiar voice, those memories belonging to Qiao tide and Xia Yuzhou all came back at this moment. Qiao tide walked towards the desk step by step, the click of her high heels echoing the sound of her heartbeat. Finally she picked up the small box and ran out as if she had made up her mind... She seemed to be crying and laughing along the way.
Purpose: Praise true feelings and learn the unremitting fighting spirit