With her face in her hands, Fiona burst into tears, but she could not say a word and could only cry in Wang's arms. After a long time, she said hoarsely, "When I was 14 years old, Wang and I met each other. At that time, we were both studying for the first place in the junior high and second year. We both had good results. As we fought for the first place, we liked each other. I had never liked a person like that. When I fell in love with someone, I could only be him. Even when I entered high school, college, and work, I met more people, but I never had such a strong feeling of love. I thought I would be happy with him for the rest of my life..."
Wang's heart was beating quickly.
Listening to Fiona's and Wang's past, he felt like someone was holding a blunt knife and cutting his flesh. He could bear it, but it hurt so much that he couldn't help feeling it.