One year ago, my love ended, and it has been a full year and 25 days now. That was the first time I truly fell in love with someone. There was nothing romantic about the beginning of our relationship. Wu Li was a mutual friend of both of us. One time I went to her house to play cards, but there was a shortage of three, so Wu called him over with a phone call. When he arrived, he was wearing a dark blue shirt, black trousers, and high-prescription glasses, looking very elegant. Wu introduced us to each other, and we felt like we were very familiar friends, but we hadn't seen each other for a long time. Young people always get to know each other quickly. He and I played against each other. My poker skills were not good, but my luck was good, and we cooperated very well with him.
