At 31, I got a promotion.

My salary took a huge leap, giving me the illusion of soon achieving financial freedom.

In addition to rejecting my mom's blood-sucking behavior over the years, I saved some money.

So, I bought an 80-square-meter "big house"!!!

Happy!

Then, I took on a 20-year mortgage.

I hate it.

Lin Chezhi, on the other hand, is only 26 now, in the prime of his life.

He also has a fan group.

I was curious, so I went in to see someone discrediting him, saying that he is a very talented apprentice of a great photographer, already starting to take photos of some celebrities after just three years.

An annual salary of at least a million.

The gap between us widened even further.

Rich second generation, so annoying.

I lightly ran my fingers over the increasingly distant eyes and eyebrows in the photo, took a deep breath, changed the screensaver, left the fan group, and started blind dating.

Even though I don't have feelings for any man, it's still uncomfortable without anyone around.

After multiple screenings, my college roommate introduced me to her cousin, Nanchen, who had just returned to the country.

Divorced, single, well-off family, gentle personality, university teacher.

The reason for the divorce: boring.

Yes, the woman found him too boring, does not smoke, drink, or mistreat his wife, reads every day.

I can only say, there are all kinds of people in the world.

After a brief exchange of resumes (to understand each other more quickly), we started having meals.

Yeah, it's obvious, he is indeed a man of few words, but quite polite.

It's a done deal, I'm not going anywhere.

But it's fine, we complement each other.

I'm an extrovert.

We chatted happily, he spoke little but was a qualified listener.

Speaking without playing with the phone, just looking at me quietly, occasionally responding, with a focused gaze.

As I kept talking, I stopped.

Because I suddenly noticed a resemblance between his eyes and Lin Chezhi's.

Uncomfortable.

"Hey, Xiao An, what are you doing here?"

I was stunned, frozen stiff.

The next second, a black windbreaker passed by in front of my eyes and sat on the chair beside me where he placed his bag.

I stared blankly at him.

"When did you come back..."

I shut up.

Because he was still pulling a suitcase, the tag was still on, obviously coming right over after getting off the plane.

"Who is this?"

"Her boyfriend, who are you?"

"Hey, we haven't contacted each other for over three years, the heck do you mean by boyfriend and girlfriend!"

I threatened with my eyes.

Actually, there were many questions I wanted to ask, but right now, I felt like a scumbag.

This was my dear good roommate's introduction!

"What? Sister, did you sleep with him right after..."

This bastard 1!

I ruthlessly stepped on his foot, causing him to grimace in pain.

Nanchen had already stood up.

"Looks like you're busy, I'll leave first."

His face looked a bit cold.

I was so embarrassed, anyone would be angry in such a situation, so I quickly apologized.

Fortunately, he also had manners, didn't say much, just nodded and left.

Meanwhile, I frantically explained the whole misunderstanding to my roommate.

She said she understood and treated me to 3 hotpot meals.

Me: ? Your cousin is not as good as 3 hotpot meals?

Wait, this is not the point.

As for Lin Chezhi, he had been propping up his chin the whole time, smiling at me.

"An Zhi, you look more beautiful."

I rolled my eyes: "Obviously, did I spend tens of thousands on plastic surgery? Why are you back? Isn't everything going well over there?"

Especially, following beautiful women around all day.

Tsk.

"I missed you."

His voice lowered, with a hint of grievance.