The night was dark and drizzle shrouded the alleys of City A. A blurry car was parked at the entrance of the alley. At the end, the sound of a man and a woman arguing broke the silence.
"Qin Yuan, stop pestering me, we are not suitable." Liu Siqian's voice was cold and hard.
"Qianqian, please listen to my explanation..." He turned his wrist and tilted the edge of the umbrella slightly, trying to take her into his arms.
She took a step back with sarcasm in her eyes: "It's wrong to be a good family. In the eyes of your parents, who am I? A mistress? A plaything?"
"I swear, I have never looked down on you!" His voice was urgent and he swore to the sky.
"But your parents do!" Her voice was hoarse, and the grievances she had suppressed for many years finally broke out, "It's been eight years, Qin Yuan, I was with you when I was nineteen, and now I'm twenty-six, I can't afford it anymore... I love you, but I'm not cheap."
He stretched out his hand to hold her, but she broke away like the wind, grabbed the umbrella and pushed him away, turned around and rushed into the rain.
Qin Yuan stood there, watching her back gradually blur, but did not catch up after all.
——And in the darkness, a pair of eyes were watching all this quietly.
Intention: Destiny