"Wherever she looked, I was never there."
The dirty alleys of the black market accompanied Tan Chengzhen's childhood. They called him a "sandbag" and ignored the blood in his eyes.
At the age of 18, he completed the knife without leaving a trace, but the moonlight came down, illuminating the filth on his body. He shed tears and confessed, trying to make Zhou Xuan notice his mistakes, his hatred, and the blood on his hands.
But her eyes were like the moonlight back then, skipping him again and again.
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