This Rogue Man

"Is what you said true? You don't mean to deceive me? Su Qinglian, you know, I am no longer the Zhao Bobo of the past.

"I know you can't go back, but I still want you to get away from this mess as soon as possible. This life doesn't belong to you."

Su Qinglian took out his phone, and after a few strokes on the screen, the phone in Zhao Bobo's pocket rang.

She looked at the long string of numbers on her phone's text message again and again, counting back and forth several times. She held her phone tightly as her heart raced.

"Thank you, Su Qinglian."

These were Zhao Bobo's last words. Once he said them, the pure and beautiful girl from before slowly disappeared around the corner of the street.

When his gaze returned to the surface of the park, Su Qinglian found a dilapidated bench and sat down. She raised his head and looked at the blue sky and white clouds, his thoughts filled with countless of emotions.