Chapter 219: Ye Weiwei, Who Am I?

"And that poem just now is also my favorite. I've always dreamt that one day I could stand in the moonlight with the person I love the most and recite all the poems I adore. I'd say to him, 'May you be like the moon and I as a star, with our radiance gleaming night after night, and also...'"

Weiwei's voice grew softer, for the wind was dying down, and she feared that Jinghan would hear what she was saying clearly.

Sometimes the human heart is inexplicably strange; one yearns for someone to come close, yet fears letting them too near.

Perhaps it's the fear of loss, or the fear of falling too deeply and eventually losing oneself.

In truth, Jinghan had heard every word Weiwei said; his hearing was good, and having looked through her online journal entries while investigating her, he knew she had such dreams.

Hence, when he entered Zhang Chi's villa just now, the idea to take her to see the night view crossed his mind.