I saw the man's face with a clear contour, and the obsidian-like eyes shining under his thick eyebrows. His tall nose and moderately thick red lips were filled with a warm smile. This man is me, my name is Bai Su, a future policeman. This year, my 18-year-old father died in a car accident when I graduated from junior high school. My mother alone took me to this city. There are many kinds of Yingying YànYàn around me. However, because of that matter, I almost cut off the love of other girls.