Zhou Ci and I were also a pair of resentful lovers, exchanging harsh words and blows, finally threatening, “Whoever doesn’t get divorced is a dog.”
On the way to the divorce, we cursed each other with the most venomous words we could muster.
But when the oil tanker crashed towards us, he jerked the steering wheel, using his side to take the impact.
He let me live 0.01 seconds longer.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the summer at the end of my second year of high school.
Zhou Ciye was holding a bouquet of flowers, asking if I would accept it.
The next second, his listless face lifted, full of gloom.
The moment our eyes met, I knew he had come back too.
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Hate You, Save You
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