Summary
After seven years of being together, even when drunk, Fu Jun would still call out the name of his white moonlight in front of me.
“Ah Ning, please, don’t leave me.”
I would answer him obediently, then take off his hearing aid.
And call out He Zhou’s name to him.
He always thought I was hopelessly in love with him, that I was willing to be a stand-in.
Until the He Zhou who was supposed to have died seven years ago suddenly came back.
Looking at the divorce papers I handed him, Fu Jun’s eyes turned red. “You never loved me?”
“Of course not.”
“Isn’t there anything you want to say to me?!”
I smiled gently. “Thank you for the five million. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to find him.”