However, he was rather curious, had Chu Yu ever been in love? "You've prepared a room for your son, does that mean you're already married?"
"I am," Chu Yu nodded.
"Tell me about it."
Fu Yang wasn't a gossip, but for some reason, he was very curious about Chu Yu's affairs.
"She's a remarkable person. In your modern terms, a 'rose with thorns'..."
Moonlight quietly flowed, and Chu Yu told Fu Yang about his past love, leaving Fu Yang astonished.
"You're talking about a movie, right?" After hearing Chu Yu's story, Fu Yang felt it was outrageous. "A spy film?"
Chu Yu smiled. "You've caught me. It's very late, why not go to sleep?"
"Okay."
An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Fu Yang was genuinely tired. He stood up and returned to his own room.
In the living room, Chu Yu still sat on the floor. After a while, he took a photo out of his pocket. The woman in the photo had fiery red lips and a bright smile, like a rose blooming under the sun.