"You treat me as a substitute?" Mr. Shangli yelled at me. I looked at him calmly and said, "How can you not? I have paid a lot for you, even if it is because you are like him. What have you done?" "That money, house, car, etc., They don't matter." He squeezed my shoulders with both hands and shook me. I opened his hand and said, "Ha, have I used it before?" I smiled. He was silent for a moment, and I turned around to leave. He held me back, and I turned around and said, "I have never liked you. Don't fall in love. Let's get together and part ways."...
On the plane, she looked at a photo and was fascinated. Shanglijun looked exactly like the boy in the photo, but Shanglijun was fairer, and the boy was more sunny. He had a youthfulness that was unique to teenagers that Shanglijun didn't have. There was a mole at the corner of the boy's eye and the bridge of his nose, which made him more handsome. The girl next to her was Mingxun, but she was younger and happier than now. Both of them were filled with smiles and happiness on their faces. The boy in the photo that Mingxun was caressing muttered to himself, "Ayi, I'm here to find you."
Concept: How can we forget someone we truly loved so easily?
