She would always remember how she coveted his warm embrace, and she knew that no matter how far she went or how many setbacks she suffered, as long as she turned around, she would see Zhenyuan standing behind her, opening his arms without hesitation, waiting for her to walk towards him, firmly protecting her under his wings and sheltering her from the wind and rain. But what she gave him was always hesitation and uncertainty. Her heart was tightly trapped by the person who had left. How could she give him commitment and love if she didn't return her heart?