Su Xiaoya got into the Audi Q7, and Zhou Tong took on the role of the driver, taking Su Xiaoya for a drive down the road.
Su Xiaoya stared at the scenery outside the car window. The tall buildings of Beijing looked especially imposing, making her feel small. The neon lights kept flashing endlessly.
Su Xiaoya took off her mask, revealing her flawless face.
At this moment, she raised her wrist to reveal a red bracelet.
She glanced at the bracelet, then took a deep breath and touched it, feeling warmth in her heart. In this unfamiliar city, her heart still harbored a boy who had left deep marks in her life.
Su Xiaoya hoped that these marks would never fade, no matter life or death, no matter wealth or poverty.
Just then, Su Xiaoya saw an elderly couple with white hair walking hand in hand under the streetlamp, supporting each other as they walked.
Their fingers were tightly intertwined, as if no storm could separate their hands in the cold winter.
