The dishes on the table were still steaming hot, and in the chat box, he sent a short four-word message: "Not coming back tonight."

I sorrowfully placed my phone back on the table and mechanically picked up the food.

At that moment, my WeChat Moments refreshed, and the first post was from Gu Jin'an.

He said, "The bond between people is decided at first sight."

The accompanying picture was of his office desk, with two plants on it—one with withered yellow leaves, almost wilting, and the other with lush green foliage, overflowing with vitality.

The withered one was a seedling I personally bought, nurtured, and gave to him.

A pair of warm hands caressed my back in my dream, as he buried his head in my chest, his voice carrying an uncontrollable desire: "Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao..."

I gently stroked his soft hair and lightly kissed his cold earlobe.

I have been married to Gu Jin'an for three years, and I still love him hopelessly.

His career is on the rise, and I think he hasn't thought much about it because he's too tired from work.

I feel sorry for him, attending social events all day long, and I carefully prepare nutritious meals for him every day, but in the end, the steaming hot food only ends up in the trash can.

Even when a plate of tomato and scrambled eggs turned into a mess, he could still eat it all and hold me afterwards, saying affectionately, "Xiao Xiao, your cooking is delicious. Even if it's a mess, I still love it!"

I sat on his lap, pinched his earlobe, pretended to be fierce, and his tender gaze suddenly stopped. He forcefully grabbed my shoulders, forcefully pried open my lips until he exhausted the last bit of strength in his body.

Back then, love was rampant and surging.

But now, he embraces me, kisses me, and that's all.

The familiar yet unfamiliar scent of perfume on his shirt, I know my burning heart cannot warm that iceberg.

Gu Jin'an, the lotus I plucked from the cliff, my love for him is as devout as offering to a deity.

But now that this lotus has been tainted by another's water, I don't want it anymore.

But I have to do something to make this lotus remember me, or perhaps, to make him feel a hint of pain.

In fact, I knew long ago that Shen Nianxiao had returned, and she was in Gu Jin'an's company.

Shen Nianxiao was Gu Jin'an's unattainable moonlight, the kind of love that couldn't be obtained.

After graduating from university, she went abroad with a wealthy heir, and Gu Jin'an was filled with love but never spoke up.

I followed Gu Jin'an all the way, watching him transform from a rebellious teenager into a decisive businessman.

The gentle eyebrows and eyes of his youth no longer showed any emotions.

My girlfriends advised me not to wait anymore; Gu Jin'an is like ice, impossible to warm up.

They all say that being a doormat will leave you with nothing in the end.

But I just want to wait a little longer, wait for a glance back. Gu Jin'an, as long as you turn around, you can see me.

I finally received his proposal at the age of 27.

On a starry night, he took out a ring, and in his cold eyes was a rare deep affection.

He said, "Xiao Xiao, marry me."

Being overwhelmed by love, I forgot that for over ten years, Gu Jin'an had always called me Lu Chuxiao.