The originally exhausted Mou Wen thought she could fall asleep quickly, but she just kept her eyes open, completely awake.
Perhaps seeing that person somehow affected her sleep.
For the past three years, life has propelled her forward, spinning around like a top every day without a moment's respite.
Until two months ago, when her father passed away, it was the exorbitant medical expenses that lifted their burden off her.
The person she encountered at the entrance of Cappuccino, she didn't recognize at the first instant, but only for that moment.
Even a brief glance left a clear imprint in her mind.
Navy sweater, slim-fit trousers, still as poised and flawless as she remembered.
Just more reserved and mature now.
In the darkness, Mou Wen, disturbed by someone's figure, curled her lips into a mocking smile.
Bo, Zhi.
Uttering this name aloud, she suddenly realized that he seemed like someone she had known in a past life.
