The calm, dark, and turbulent waves could always wash away all their unhappiness.
Bai Ran stood on the beach, the waves touching her feet like a child. Her mood had already improved a lot.
When Yu Xuan left in a rage that day, Chen Chen had also left not long ago. Bai Ran sat in the living room and looked at the empty house, feeling extremely conflicted and painful.
These two people were very important to her. When they met, they were always like fire and water. This choice, which was filled with gunpowder and coercion, made her suffocate and want to escape desperately.
She looked at the work group and saw that there were no new filming missions. Therefore, she booked a plane overnight and arrived at the beach.
After a few days of relaxation, she only felt refreshed. All her bad feelings had been restored.
However, when she returned home again, Bai Ran saw that the roses Chen Chen had brought that night had mostly withered.
