Ten minutes ago, Zhong siyang was watching TV in his rented house.
After she graduated from University, she became a drifter in Beijing and worked alone in the capital. She had just broken up with her boyfriend, so she was in a bad mood.
She lay on the sofa and looked at the projection on the tablet. She was distracted.
This was how relationships were. No one could tell when they would come and when they would leave. For a girl like her who had to work very hard to survive in the capital, love was really a luxury.
A house, a car, and children. These were all things that had to be considered. The support of the elderly on both sides and the instability of their jobs all determined whether their love could continue from a certain angle.
When both parties were tired, it was time to let go. She understood the logic, but no matter what she said, she couldn't help the little sadness in her heart.
