In BLUE bar, dazzling lights, crystal-clear bar counter, and elegant tall glasses all exude understated luxury. Glasses flying through the air in the adept hands of the bartender dazzle the onlookers.
At the bar, Tong Xi holds a glass filled with amber liquid, drinking intently without blinking.
"Another one!"
An Xiaoyu reaches out to stop her and snatches the glass.
"Tong Xi, enough, stop drinking."
This girl sure can pretend! Look at her, heartbroken again!
How many times has she been heartbroken? Oh no, more precisely, it should be dozens of times!
The men Tong Xi dates never last more than a week! Yet, every time it's her who dumps them first, then she feels sorry for herself.
An Xiaoyu really can't understand, what exactly are Tong Xi's standards for choosing boyfriends? Why hasn't she found someone compatible after all these years? However, matters of the heart are truly hard to predict.
"Xiaoyu, actually my standards aren't high, but why can't I find my true love?"
