C312 Five Years Later

Wei Chen smiled as he turned on the car stereo and played a song in Cantonese.

"Who has ever cared for my feelings? When I gently kissed my wound, the consolation I received was the rescue of the lovelorn. I am very grateful to the loyal dog."

As Wei Chen listened, the smile on his face disappeared.

The word that described time the most was a fleeting moment. And as it turned out