In the Xie Family's rear garden, I am surrounded by a vast sea of white roses.
The person behind me, buried in the nook of my neck, wears an expression of enchantment.
For the first time since my mother left ten years ago, I am wearing such a pure white dress.
Everyone in South City assumes I am a seductive red rose.
Little do they know that I originally loved white dresses.
Until Song Lian appeared, and my mother left.
She wore the white dress from my wardrobe, and unwilling to dress like her, I started wearing only red dresses.
It was because of this that Xue Jinwen later mistook Song Lian as me, when he saw her in a white dress.
"What are you thinking?"
Xie Zhaochuan looked into my eyes, filled with a tenderness that could drown me.
"I'm wondering why he would come?"
Facing him, my honesty was a bit much.
Xie Zhaochuan showed no anger, instead picking up a leather document bag from the table, "The answers you want are all inside."