My 26-Year-Old Female Tenant

Jian Wei's car was driving ahead, with me carrying Circle following behind. Throughout the journey, Circle remained silent, appearing very detached, yet he smoked one cigarette after another.

The two cars passed through several streets in succession, and Jian Wei gradually slowed down, seemingly approaching our destination. I subconsciously peered ahead and suddenly recognized the Ya Ming Grand Hotel, where Circle and Yan Yan had held their wedding. I immediately understood Jian Wei's intention for coming here.

Sure enough, Circle beside me closed his eyes, his expression filled with the guilt of infidelity.

...

Inside the hotel's tea restaurant, Circle and I sat on one side, while Jian Wei sat alone on the other. She looked at Circle with an interrogative gaze, yet remained silent. I could even feel the immense pressure Circle was under, to the point where his index and middle fingers holding the cigarette were trembling slightly.

Jian Wei finally spoke up: "Circle, do you remember what you were like four years ago?"

Circle looked up at Jian Wei, his expression somewhat vacant, his emotions clearly on the verge of collapse.

"You can't remember, can you? Then let me tell you... Four years ago, you had just graduated from college, with no money, no car, no house, not even a stable job."

Circle nodded, not denying the penniless self Jian Wei described from four years ago.