"Ziming, are you still looking for her?"
The moment he popped this question, the face of man, who was gracefully sipping his coffee, blanched.
Am I still looking for her…
In the first year he lost her, he looked for her until he almost went crazy.
He searched high and low, but he was still unable to find the woman who had hurt him so deeply.
In the first year, he was thinking that once he found her, he would definitely not let her leave his side again and make her obediently stay.
In the second year, he still continued looking. That time, he was filled with hate.
He hated her for leaving without a word, for vanishing from his world, and for purposely avoiding him.
In the third year, when he still could not find her, his hatred for her turned into being able to forgive everything—even her purposeful avoidance—if she obediently came back to him.
However, no matter what he thought, that woman never appeared again.
