Qiao Lian was a stubborn person.
She thought that she would go through an unforgettable first love and get married to him. However, little did she expect that in the end, it was just her imagination.
Shen Liangchuan wasn't nice to her, but at least she was able to feel him and see him.
But that person, she totally didn't know who he really was, his real name or where he lived.
She wanted to find him, but the capital, Beijing, had millions of people. How would she be able to find him in that vast sea of people?
As she thought so, Qiao Lian lowered her head. Desperation and sadness suddenly overwhelmed her heart.
He was just a swindler.
Although that unreal relationship had already passed eight years ago, every time she was reminded of it, she felt sad and embarrassed.
Qiao Lian took a deep breath, disallowing herself to get immersed in her memories, as she stood up straight.
