"I understand." Yan Ye empathized.
"No. Teacher Yan, you don't understand my feelings! Do you know that sense of helplessness? Clearly, I love her very much, yet I'm utterly powerless, forced to just watch her drift further and further away..."
"Of course I understand." An Hao's image flashed through Yan Ye's mind, "Meeting the right person at the wrong time often leads to such... such powerlessness."
Back then, Yan Ye often asked himself in the dead of night if things would have ended differently had An Hao not loved Qin Jian, or if there was no marriage contract between them.
They would, they surely would!
In truth, what Yan Ye didn't understand was that some things were predetermined.
He didn't know that An Hao was reborn.
Her rebirth was for Qin Jian.
"Has there ever been such a woman deep in Teacher Yan's heart?" Cheng Yue stared into Yan Ye's eyes, looking at him intently, waiting for his answer.
