From the window, the night was tender, and the streetlights in the courtyard emitted orange lights. It was tranquil and refreshing.
Rosiley looked at his handsome face, her eyes exceptionally bright.
"I want to shoulder it with you," she said softly.
"I want to shoulder it with you."
These words were like a stone thrown into his calm heart, causing ripples to appear again and again.
He stared at the earnest Rosiley and embraced her in his arms.
Rosiley raised her chin and looked straight into his black eyes. She smiled gently. "Sachin, are you willing to let me know everything about you?"
"Yes." He kissed her lips as he whispered.
The temperature in the study gradually rose, ambiguous and charming.
In another place of the city, nightlife had just begun.
Juliet walked into a bar. The music was deafening and the lights were dazzling. Groups of people gathered together to laugh and chat.
The atmosphere was lively.
Sitting casually at the bar, Juliet asked for a glass of wine, held it in her hand, and then turned to look around.
These were all unfamiliar faces, making her feel even lonelier.
Rosiley got married, Yayoi also had a boyfriend, and she was the only single person.
She took a sip of wine and a trace of ridicule flashed through her eyes. In fact, she had a boyfriend.
But that was a fake boyfriend.
When she thought of the scene when he saved Rosiley, she felt distressed and very uncomfortable.