The next morning, Jiang Shenghe drove to his family’s old house. Liang Zhen practiced the piano for an hour every morning. While she was playing, someone knocked on the door and said, “Mom, it’s me.” She looked at the time, and it’s only half past six. Jiang Shenghe pushed the door open and closed it… Continue reading

The person she wanted to marry was not ‘maybe not him’—it had never been him. It wasn’t before, and until he said these words, he was still not her choice. Luo Qi cried for herself once, on the day of her break-up. The next time she cried was because of him. “Luo Qi, do you… Continue reading

The sound of rapid footsteps came from upstairs, and the lights turned on from floor to floor with the approaching sound. Jiang Shenghe looked up and saw that Luo Qi was already coming down from the second floor. She stumbled—almost spraining her ankle—when she saw that the person who had come was Jiang Shenghe himself… Continue reading