The driver said the name of a station, which was on the edge of the West Lake. Mu Qingcheng got out of the car, walked forward in a daze, and walked until he reached the lake.

She stood in the wind, the rain beat her, the night surrounded her, and the lake stretched in the darkness was misty and rainy. The surroundings are extremely quiet, only the raindrops and the sound of the wind, rustling and desolate, and the world of the night is mysterious and gloomy. Her headache was worse, the rain dripped down her hair and down her neck, and although she was holding an umbrella, her clothes were already soaked, and she was cold and shivering, but her brain was burning like fire.

Her heart was filled with sadness, despair, anger, and shame. Cheng Yijie, a man she loved so much, but he humiliated and hurt her to the fullest! How strange the world is, how strange it is for human beings, how strange the division between love and hate! Anyway, she was already soaking wet, so she simply threw away her umbrella and sat on the ground by the lake, letting the cold rain pour down. The black surface of the water reflected the light, and Venus was floating in front of her eyes. Cheng Yijie! Cheng Yijie! …… She bit her lip, closed her eyes, and shouted over and over again in her heart, how can you do this to me!

However, she still loved him, and when she sat alone by the lake in the dark night, enduring the pain he inflicted on her, she could still feel the love in her heart that was cut off by pain and anger. However, the more fanatical this love is, the more fanatical her hatred becomes! Cheng Yijie, the name is a knife, plunged deep into her heart, the black lake, like blood flowing from her heart.

The headache made Mu Qingcheng unable to think anymore, and she couldn't open her eyes, blurring her eyes and not being able to tell whether it was rain or tears. She struggled to stay conscious, but at some point the rain seemed to stop suddenly, and a shadow covered her. She turned slightly, squinted her eyes and looked up, and she saw the dark figure of a man, who was standing quietly with the handle of an umbrella in his hand, sheltering her from the rain.

Mu Qingcheng couldn't see his face clearly, nor did she understand his purpose, but she was not afraid or nervous, she turned her head, wiped the water droplets all over her face, put her hands on her knees, supported her chin, and stared at the lake quietly. If the man had any bad intentions, she didn't care, after tonight's events, she didn't care about anything.

However, the man next to him did not move or speak, as if he did not know that she existed. She thought it was funny, could it be that he was also a sad person at the end of the world, and he was hurt by the person he loved like her, and became a big joke? The headache grew stronger, the water of the lake fluctuated in front of her, and she felt the whole surface of the lake stand upright, and then it fell on her. She frowned, staring directly at the swaying lake, and those pictures of the past and Cheng Yijie's deep love and sweetness suddenly swirled in her mind. Then, she buried her head in her wrist and wept bitterly.

The man turned to her, Mu Qingcheng subconsciously raised his head, his long body, he couldn't see his face clearly in the night, but there was a sense of déjà vu, she tried to identify him, and wanted to concentrate her disordered and complex thoughts, but the headache was too bad, and all her thoughts were scattered before they were formed. She smiled sadly, the man's shadow swirling and swaying in front of her eyes, she couldn't hold it anymore, and she could fall down at any moment.

Later, the man bent down and took Mu Qingcheng's hand, his hand was very warm, while her hand was as cold as ice. He helped her to her feet, and she was led forward by him obediently. After only a few steps, a sharp pain in her head broke her last will, and her vision was lost, and finally, she collapsed into his arms, unconscious.

When she woke up, Mu Qingcheng found her lying in a completely unfamiliar room. Looking around the room, it was a very feminine arrangement, she rolled her eyes, trying to think about what had happened, and gradually, she remembered Cheng Yijie's insult, the bus, the lake, the strange man...... But how could she lie in this strange place? Where did that man go?