He was a man, and in the past seven years, he had really lived a life that was almost abstinent.
She was always working hard for her business and looking for little yang, and her schedule was full every day.
He didn't dare to be idle. Which side of him was tired?
Otherwise, he would have to bear the pain of her disappearance. He would use countless jobs to numb himself.
In the past seven years, countless women had tried to get close to him, but he was not interested at all. When he saw them trying to please him, he couldn't help but think of little Yang's face.
Her sweet smile, her deliberate suffocation, and her countless appearances were all deeply imprinted in his heart, bones, and soul.
Every time he thought of it, his heart would ache.
Even though many people had told him that it had been seven years, he should let it go.
but he couldn't do it.
he was a normal man, but even when he wanted to vent at night, he never went to find a woman.
