In just over a year, everything can disappear without a trace.
Could it be that their feelings for each other also gradually fade away, day by day, year after year, until there's nothing left?
During those days, Qin Mu was deeply attached, attached to his warm body, attached to his ambiguous words, attached to his endless energy.
But now, she looks at the sunlight through her fingers and can only smile.
Even she doesn't know why she's smiling.
Until a cup of coffee was placed on her desk, she had to withdraw her hand, casually glanced at her assistant: "Thank you!"
"Everyone's arranged to have lunch together at noon to welcome you back!"
The assistant's pleasant voice entered her ears.
Qin Mu nodded: "Alright!"
She couldn't refuse! She couldn't reject! She didn't want to be alone!
So at noon, they gathered in a small restaurant, ordered a few bottles of wine, and drank merrily.
