In the rain during my freshman year, the little boy who was destined to live forever came into my heart ignorantly, but during the period of passionate love, he resolutely chose to go abroad, and we parted ways. Now that I'm old enough, facing my mother's pressure to get married, and low-quality men from all walks of life emerging one after another, my ex-husband went back home and tried his best to face the difficulties made by my best friend and me. I was given a hard time by a pretty boy in the company, and I offended my boss and left. I went out in embarrassment with my luggage, only to find it was raining heavily. The young man who rushed in under the rain was still the same as before, and his spirit had not been softened by time. The misunderstanding from two years ago was clarified in the exchange of heartfelt words. Fortunately, the right person will not really get separated.
