For Wan Xingping, this past week had felt like an eternity.
He had already seen his own wanted poster, with a reward amount not high, only five thousand yuan, leaving him unsure whether to be happy or angry.
Hu Xiaotong, however, could only feel anger.
Especially after she could not sleep due to mosquito bites, and was sneakily watched by the village teenagers when going to the toilet, she completely exploded and had a big quarrel with Wan Xingping.
In his frustration, Wan Xingping slapped her.
Although her husband apologized immediately afterward, the crack in Hu Xiaotong's heart could never be mended.
Every time the sunset shone through the window, she couldn't help but reminisce about her student days, remembering that big boy who sweated on the sports field in the glow of the evening sun.
If only she had not been overwhelmed by sorrow and been taken advantage of by Wan Xingping.
