Lin Qian stood leaning against the panoramic curtain wall, overlooking the bright stars on both sides of the Pujiang River. The cold light reflected from the flowing champagne liquid reflected the cold light in her eyes like sharp knives tempered with ice. The memory was suddenly soaked by the heavy rain - on that rainy night three years ago, she was soaked and stuck outside the hotel private room. Through the crack of the door, she saw Fu Chengyan kneeling on one knee, kneading Su Wanwan's ankle that was bruised by the glass shoe.
Concept: A broken mirror cannot be reunited