"No." He Yue shook her head, "It would have been nice if we grew up together."
"Since you didn't, what right do you have to contradict me?" Luo Tong looked at her, sighed, bowed her head to open her bag, took out a pack of cigarettes, pulled one out and placed it between her lips, lighting it with a lighter and taking a deep drag.
The white smoke curled and swirled in front of her eyes, then slowly dispersed: "Really, you should listen to my story, then weigh it in your heart and see if he's truly a good person."
He Yue saw the loneliness in Luo Tong's eyes, then slowly nodded, "Go ahead, you have only five minutes."
"Alright." Luo Tong squinted her eyes, her thoughts returning to that hot summer, back to that night that once again changed the course of her life.
She recounted her encounter and feelings of that day in plain words, narrating the scene of the boy she always trusted and liked destroying her life with his own hands.
