Today's weather isn't great, although it's not raining, the sky is covered with clouds, making it hard to see the sun.
Walking along Bund Square by the Huangpu River, Jiang Qingkui tightened her windbreaker and suddenly had the urge to smoke.
She rarely has sentimental feelings, after all, from a young age, she has always been busy rushing through life.
During her student days, she was busy studying, taking exams, participating in competitions. As a top student, she felt like she had endless certificates and books to read.
After returning from studying abroad in the Beautiful Country, she was busy establishing her career and paying for her dreams. Whether it was before or after meeting Zhou Wang, she seemed to always have clear goals…
But living like this, what is the purpose?
At this moment, Jiang Qingkui stopped to think and actually felt a bit lost.
It seems that the "center of attention" since childhood, those gazes from others, keep pushing her forward.
