At that time, the news of Lu Yebai still being alive had not arrived. As she lay in bed silently crying, he found her tear-stained face breathtakingly beautiful. Under the moonlight, her tears looked like diamonds, precious and beautiful.
Developing a fondness for someone because of a woman's tears seems unbelievable. However, his heart palpitations that night were very real.
For the first time in his life, he recognized what was truly beautiful.
The feeling of wanting to cherish her in the palm of his hand was both subtle and reassuring.
Her eyes were full of deep love for another man, but what he fell in love with was this depth of emotion.
Caught between these two people, he felt an intense bond, a bond called love, for the first time. He had always scorned such feelings, but he was curious and wanted to taste what love felt like, wondering if it was as intoxicating as they say.
"Why do you think I am here?"
Gu Huai'an countered.
Meng Xi'er looked at him, puzzled.