"Zhou Mingluo, let's stop here." He Zhiwei tried to look calm. He looked at her quietly and said, "Okay."
He Zhiwei got off the car and walked away without looking back. She walked very fast. She was afraid that she would regret it. In the end, she couldn't walk anymore and squatted on the roadside and cried.
Zhou Mingluo watched He Zhiwei walking further and further in the rearview mirror, the thin person looking so fragile. His breathing was rapid and he couldn't stop shaking, as if a part of his body had been pulled away.
As the figure disappeared, the two years between him and He Zhiwei also disappeared with it.
Intention: Fate plays tricks on you, but you can't love it