Wild Geese Treading on Snow

"Su Cheng." Sun Che softly called his name.

"Hmm?"

"Su Cheng, I've liked you since I was twelve." Sun Che met his gaze, a faint smile in his eyes. "Whether you reject me or kill me, I won't blame you."

"Because I know that you're the only one who's ever been good to me, and you're only good to me." At this, tears welled in Sun Che's eyes, but his lips remained curved in a smile.

That one exchanged glance was enough to make everything stand still.

Theme: The jianghu road stretches far, and the wanderer never returns