That year, the young man in moon-white clothes stood silently in front of her, with a warm and distant smile on his lips.
Amid the din of people, he seemed to say quickly, "Ayi, marry me."
The woman was stunned for a moment, then closed her eyes as if she hadn't realized anything.
After a while, the surroundings quieted down, and his tone was as indifferent as usual, Ah Yi, it's time for us to leave.
No one knows that at that moment, the heart of a cold-hearted person is moved but followed by suspicion. The cautiousness of such a proud person opening his heart for the first time will eventually lead to the ultimate hopelessness.
Everything seemed like it had never happened. The woman nodded and left quietly.
How could such a proud person be asked to repeat it a second time?
I'm just afraid that my dignity will be trampled on, I'm just afraid that my sincerity will be let down.
It turns out that no matter how deep love is, it is still so fragile. After all, it cannot withstand time and weather. In the end, it was just a matter of suspicion...