Mr. Sheng stood by the window and saw the scene where Gong Beiyao and Sheng Qianxia embraced and spun around together.
His expression was one of worry.
Mr. Sheng drew the curtains, pretending he hadn't seen their shared happiness and busied himself with other things.
He turned on the vacuum cleaner and began to clean the room.
The noise of the vacuum cleaner roared.
But no matter how hard he tried to forget those images, reality still filled his entire mind.
In the end, Mr. Sheng dropped the vacuum cleaner and sat down on the sofa.
He hadn't smoked for a long time, even during his most desperate times, he had resisted the urge.
But now, he found himself involuntarily reaching for a lighter and lighting a cigarette.
Smoke swirled around him, memories rising and falling.
Once, he too believed that worldly views could be dismissed with ease. Those in love just needed to love each other well.
