Eight Years of Love, No More Seeing Each Other

On the eighth anniversary of our relationship, my boyfriend agreed to propose to me.

My boyfriend took great pains to carefully plan a drone show that shocked the whole city.

The drones were constantly arranged and combined in the night sky, but the shape they formed was not my name.

Yes, the male protagonist of this drone show was my boyfriend, but the female protagonist was not me, but his so-called childhood sweetheart.

I asked him with tears in my eyes why it was today.

But he just frowned and looked at me with impatience on his face.