A girl wearing luxurious clothes was sitting in a bar booth, out of tune with the surrounding environment. Looking at the dangling light ball, I suddenly remembered the person who brought me to the bar for the first time...
That was already eight years ago.
She took out her mobile phone, looked at the bill in her hand, entered 50,000 yuan, and transferred the money. This is the last fifty thousand the girl owes her. After paying back the money, she really has nothing to do with her. She looked at her profile picture and blocked her. His brows were furrowed, and his heart was feeling heavy.
After taking a sip of wine, he walked out and came to the terrace outside. There was no one there.
With a glance, I saw a person who looked very similar to the person from eight years ago. My heart felt uncomfortable again. I wanted to go over and take a look, but I didn't dare.
Another girl noticed her: "Sister~ I'm alone."
Familiar opening remarks, like my old self...
She couldn't help but recall...
Purpose: To untie the bell, one must tie it