We had been together for three years, yet my girlfriend still couldn’t forget her first love.
There was a locked room in her house-a promise she had kept for him.
As long as he returned, there would always be a place for him in her home.
For his sake, she abandoned me time and time again.
The final time, I left nothing but a single breakup text and vanished without a trace.
Yet, she acted as if she had gone mad, searching the entire world for me.
Eventually, in a cemetery, she finally discovered the truth behind everything.
With bloodshot eyes, she pointed at the person in the black-and-white photograph-someone who bore an eighty percent resemblance to her-and interrogated me.
“Shen Yu, tell me-” “Every time you looked at me, who exactly were you thinking of?”
