In front of the makeup mirror, I looked at the marks left on my neck by Xu Muzhou and couldn't help but sigh.

This is causing trouble.

I really shouldn't have gone after my own brother.

The phone was buzzing, and without looking, I knew it was Gu Chi.

When we went out for drinks last night, he sent me a lot of messages in a row.

I found it annoying and just turned off my phone.

After finishing my wash-up, the phone kept ringing.

He was really persistent.

But is this affection too late?

Could it be that people really rely on the pain after separation to distinguish love?