As she spoke, she touched something in her heart and couldn't help bowing her head again to wipe her tears, sobbing quietly.
Shi Fengju was stunned, feeling an icy chill in his heart, and looked incredulously at the person before him, suddenly feeling a sense of strangeness, as if there was a layer between them, dim and fuzzy, making it difficult to see clearly.
He is Shi Fengju, her childhood sweetheart, the one who grew up with her— he is not just "someone." He had said so himself, yet she still refuses to believe him? Could it be that in her heart, he was this kind of person? To be indistinguishable from those disordered "someones"?
Then, what was the meaning of his persistence, his painstaking efforts? Shi Fengju suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion.
If he had been ready to tell Gu Fangzi before that he and Sang Wan had a year-long agreement, now he had lost the heart to do so.