Splashed with Gasoline (1)

When they left the university, Yang Lan looked at the yellow talismans in her hand, and then exchanged a dismayed look with Zhen Yu.

On their way, the two of them looked carefully at the talismans countless times. Yang Lan had seen countless similar yellow papers at the fortune-telling stalls on the streets. Yang Lan stared at them for a while more and realized that the only difference was that the drawings didn't look the same. In any case, she couldn't understand them.

But Yang Lan didn't mind.

When she was younger, she really believed once, and went to a fortune teller to calculate her marriage fate.

The divination said that she would meet her true match that year and that her marriage would be incomparably smooth. What happened after that?

She ran into a scumbag.