Lin Qing is my light.

He also lived happily in that small and dark orphanage.

But I didn't.

I detested it, detested the sympathy, disdain, and curiosity that people showed when they heard the words "orphanage." I didn't want to be robbed of my role, to bow and scrape, to do the hardest and most tiring work, and to be insulted by anyone.

I wanted to stand in a high and dazzling place.

So when the opportunity came, I unhesitatingly left Lin Qing behind.

Reality taught me that love is not a necessity.

What's most important is self-interest.

So even though I still loved him, when he became a burden, I let go.

I deliberately argued with her, deliberately spent time with Zhou Ke, and followed the company's plan, editing recordings and pouring all the blame on him.

Because I firmly believed that he, always optimistic and kind, wouldn't ruin me.

In high school, there was a boy who constantly targeted him, but she said that wasting emotions on negativity was worthless. That hatred and detestation were just a waste of energy. Instead of that, it's better to be with the person you like and do the things you enjoy.

So I know he's a good person.

And he hasn't changed until now.

So, he will make it through.

When I become successful, I'll compensate him.

He will live a very good life.

We will also have a chance.

But who knew that in the end, these knives would fiercely strike back at me.