"You know? Meeting you is the happiest thing in my life, and having you is the best thing I have ever done." Jianan looked at the determination and tenderness in Qinran's eyes. A warm current surged through her heart, wrapping her arms around his waist and hugging him tightly.
When she thought of the scene that night again, Jianan's heart was filled with infinite desolation. Every word, every word, that love, that scene, was clearly what she cherished the most, but why did it seem like infinite irony now?
Is it because he has never loved before? Otherwise, how could you be willing to let go?
She didn't know that it was because of deep love that she let go.