Everyone says Qi Zheng loves me.
When we were young, girls came and went around him, but as long as I turned around, he was always there behind me.
Later, he reformed for me and kept himself chaste for me. The once unruly and rebellious playboy began to learn how to cook and take care of the household.
On my twenty-sixth birthday, he knelt on one knee before me and produced that ring symbolizing true love.
After a long silence, I said only one thing-
“Qi Zheng, Wen Yi is dead.”
Qi Zheng’s face went pale in an instant. I looked at him calmly. He said, “I never thought you’d still remember her.”
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