Summary
On the eve of my engagement, the ex who had vanished for six years knelt in the pouring rain and begged me not to let anyone else slip a ring onto my finger. Everyone said his belated devotion was cheap, but only I knew the truth: six years ago, he was one of the people who pushed my mother and me into the abyss. Just as I turned away, the hospital called. The anonymous account that had kept my mother alive for six years belonged to Chi Yanzhou.