Chapter 276: It Really Was Her

Zheng Huainan suddenly spoke up and asked, "Qianxia! Have you ever heard a poem?"

"What?" Sheng Qianxia looked at him in surprise, not knowing why he abruptly changed the subject.

Zheng Huainan recited indifferently: "The crab is peeling my shell, the notebook is writing me..."

Sheng Qianxia looked at him and then continued reciting, "The omnipresent me falls on maple leaves and snowflakes."

"And you are thinking of me," Zheng Huainan recited with her.

"Right! That's the one!" Sheng Qianxia said, "I saw it once in a collection of poems and thought it was stunning."

Perhaps because at the time, she too was in love with someone impossible.

Now, nothing had changed, she still loved someone impossible. That person might never love her in this life, yet she still harbored delusions that maybe he might feel a momentary heartbeat for her.

Now even to delude herself, she had no right.

Zheng Huainan's gaze at her carried an inexplicable turbulence.