C344 Zhuo Mei's Situation

In the evening, I sat alone in a teahouse near the Zhuomei, waiting for Faang Yuan, who had yet to arrive. Looking at the busy crowds outside the window, I was a little lost. I couldn't even remember when I had lived my life like this. It was as if I was constantly living in disputes. The simple yet indulgent life that I had to rely on a guitar to accompany me was long gone