Shen Lu's matter had a huge impact on me, I was afraid that if I stayed in this line of work for a long time, I would inevitably slide into the abyss.

I also made an appointment with Jiang Qiqi for a meeting, educating her that working in this line of work for a long time could easily make one lazy and give up on progress, eventually becoming like a fish chasing bait.

"Okay, sis, I promise you, after two more deals, I will have enough money for my tuition and living expenses to go back to school."

"I will never contact them again, I will only contact you."

...

About a month later, I received an invitation from Shen Lu, on the same footbridge.

But this time, she was wearing sportswear and a mask and hat. But just from her absent-minded eyes, I knew that she had suffered a lot.

My opening remarks were weak and feeble, just meaningless words to start the conversation.

As soon as I heard the name "Brother Mai," my pupils dilated, I grabbed her hand excitedly and asked:

I was overly excited, lost control of my hand, and Shen Lu kept crying out in pain.

Only then did I notice the myriad of binding scars on her wrist.

Shen Lu pulled out a cigarette again, lit one for herself, and asked me:

I sighed and decided to once again peel open my own wounds, revealing a heartbreaking past.

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