"Fruits are sweet or sour; you'll know once you taste them. You're good or bad; I know that."
He met her when he was ten, and over a decade, they became the most important part of each other's lives.
"We've never been apart for so long. In my memory, not seeing you for three months was the limit. But this time, you left me hanging for three years."
Nobody knows how he endured more than one thousand nights and days.
He couldn't offer her a defense because the victim that was left behind was his mother.
He listened to others speculate her motives and comment on her character with the most malicious thoughts and words. He felt pain, anger, and helplessness.
He couldn't protect her; he had no standing since he was one of those abandoned as well.
"Three years, our son is old enough to buy soy sauce, and only now you return. Guess how mad I really am."
Fu Shihan asked with all seriousness, Su Wanxin listened and lowered her eyelids.
