"I love you." Pu Yulin confessed affectionately.
In return, Xu Yanyu smiled, as if she had heard some joke.
Pu Yulin mistakenly thought that she believed in him and accepted him again. Who could have imagined that what awaited him would be disappointment in the next second.
"I would have believed it ten years ago, and would have fallen deeper into trouble because of it. It's a pity that neither you nor I can go back."
"..."
"Stop trying to confuse me."
"..."
"How can a sober heart be immersed in love and admiration?"
"..."
"Pu Yulin's heart that has died for you cannot be saved."
In the case of true and false, acting recklessly can only result in bruises. Love is for both parties, but if it is missed in time, can it be redeemed?
She once thought she wouldn't shed tears, but silent tears fell quietly from the corners of her sour eyes.
What you can't go back to is what you missed.