The late evening river ran into my dream.

He held two concert tickets and asked me if I wanted to go.

In my dream, I responded to him coldly and indifferently, not answering him.

He still enthusiastically invited me.

"Shuyin, it's the concert of that singer you like. I managed to snatch these tickets."

He shook my arm, "Shuyin, will you accompany me?"

The resentment I had towards him extended from reality to the dream. I stared blankly at that ticket.

Not the far left, not the far right, but the position towards the middle.

Where did he arrange Chen Yaoyao?

Next to me or next to him?

I asked him, "Chimu Jiang, did you also buy a ticket for Chen Yaoyao?"

"When you bought the ticket, did you think of me first or her?"

He asked me with a puzzled look, "Shuyin, what's wrong with you?"

"Why did our date have to involve Chen Yaoyao?"

There, I pondered over the "us" he mentioned and suddenly found it funny. I couldn't control my laughter.

He clearly knew that day belonged to us.

But he always gave Chen Yaoyao a surprise after giving me one.

The coat I threw in the trash can was the first bonus he received after his promotion, and he insisted on making me spend it.

Originally, we had already decided to celebrate at a restaurant in the evening, but he kept pacing around the dressing table.

"Shuyin, pick a gift for yourself. I earn money to spend on you, and the first sum of money should be spent by you."

When we finished dinner and stood in front of the display window, I finally decided what he should buy for me.

I've always liked this coat, and today I said I'd throw it away, so I did.

I don't know what reason he used to tell Chen Yaoyao that he wanted to give her a coat that day.

Maybe he didn't need to say anything, just directly tell Chen Yaoyao, "I saw a coat that suits you."

Just like that lipstick, he bought it for Chen Yaoyao first, thinking it suited her.

So he gave it to me, saying, "Shuyin, this suits you."

This feeling is as disgusting as eating someone else's leftovers.

When I couldn't hold back my vomit, Chimu Jiang ran over and asked me what was wrong.

I raised my hand and slapped him.

"Do you only like Quan Dangfei this much?"

"Is it that difficult to just be Lin Shuyin's boyfriend?"

"Is it that difficult to love only one person?"

The accumulated grievances and anger of the night were released in the dream.