When did I start feeling something different for that person? Shen Qingli stood still on the long street filled with lantern light, lips pressed together, her eyes dark and unreadable. The silhouettes of a perfect couple receded into the distance: Chu Yue and a woman. It was the Lantern Festival. Each glowing lantern lit the faces of lovers, making them look especially happy. They chatted and laughed, so well suited to each other. She lowered her long lashes and gave a faint, bitter smile.
After all the twists and turns, all the hesitation and uncertainty, the hardships and pain of facing death had made everything else seem unimportant. Shen Qingli was still alive, and that was enough. As long as hope remained, as long as love remained, there was no reason to fear starting over, was there?
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