Xia Qia's response at the time was silence.
Ruan Jie had to continue asking, "Aren't you curious to know who the two are?"
Xia Qia looked over. Back then, Ruan Jie had just walked past her, his eyelids still swollen, but the heat and brightness in his eyes made Xia Qia's heart race.
Later that day, Xia Qia lost her first kiss.
And her photo was placed in the wallet by Ruan Jie, alongside the photo of Jiaojiao. Even now, she still remembers what Ruan Jie said to her: "In this life, I'll only have two most important women. One is my sister, the other is my wife, and you are my wife, okay?"
Okay?
Reflecting on it, Xia Qia thought that, at that time, probably no one could refuse a person like Ruan Jie.
Especially after she went home with him later, feeling the warmth of this family, she thought, even if Ruan Jie betrays her in the future, she would be reluctant to leave this home.
The more people lack something, the more they yearn for it.
