His fingers slowly slid across her delicate skin, lingering on her chin. There was light steam rising in the bathroom, and there was a faint hint of heat. But his heart was as cold as iron - she could pretend to make him think that she loved him, which deceived him and herself.
"Yin Qingshu, how long does your love last?" He suddenly remembered what the woman unconsciously said in his arms that night. She said,
Lifetime. Only now did he realize that life was so short and it was now over.
Although she still had breath, he knew that he would never get her back.
The farthest distance in the world is when you are in my arms, but I cannot see into your heart.