Father Gong left, leaving Wei Anning alone, clutching that photo, sitting alone in the tea room filled with curling smoke, staring dazedly at the photo in her hand.
In the photo, she is held under Leng Youchen's arm, looking up at him, that affectionate gaze captured by a candid photographer.
So, this is how she looked at him, with deep emotion and longing.
She hugged her knees, her vision gradually blurring, feeling a pain that suffocated her, she took out the four-leaf clover necklace from her bag, tears suddenly flowing, Leng Youchen, I'm sorry!
Five years ago, I turned away thinking we could wait to grow up, mature enough to face love, but didn't expect that turn would last an eternity, and now it's impossible for us.
If only I knew then, if I hadn't left, if...
But is there ever an "if" in this world?
She covered her eyes, tears flowing down.
