The young boy hesitated for a moment, took down his camera, and suddenly smiled at Ling Momo through the window.
What a coincidence, he had not expected to meet her again after parting ways on the streets of X city, where she used to sing.
He clearly remembered, on that day he met her, she was at the height of scandal, entirely despondent and lonely, accompanying him singing "Forgive" on the street for an afternoon, sharing many conversations, her speech ending in enticing, indistinct lingering tones.
If it weren't for the night wind blowing off his hat, he wouldn't have known that the girl with the beautiful voice was the original singer of "Forgive."
He had thought their meeting was merely a fleeting encounter, their acquaintance as shallow as water, yet who knew that it would change his destiny.
What was she to him?
Yes, a goddess of luck.
If it had not been for her, his sister wouldn't have been saved.
