Be strong and keep thinking about him

Ji Weiyang watched as that frail and sorrowful figure gradually disappeared into the distance. His heart suddenly throbbed with pain, and he subconsciously moved his legs, wanting to chase up to her, but he abruptly stopped himself in his tracks.

His big body slumped on the bench, his head propped on one hand, a wry smile on his lips. What could chasing them change? Nothing could change. Somehow, this seemed to be the fated conclusion.

On the other side, as Zhan Yan walked out of the Civil Administration Bureau's entrance, snow started to fall from the sky. She stood blankly at the door, staring at the dusky sky. People passed by her from time to time, including the couple who had just gotten their marriage certificate, the couple who were hugging each other like paint, and the couple who had just exchanged the red book for a green one.