He actually wanted to let go at the start, but he didn't know when it began.
He had long since lost control of his heart.
Perhaps it was after Fu Qin returned, from the moment she unhesitatingly wanted to leave...
"Like?" Chi Ying smiled faintly, tears welling up in her eyes, feeling as if she had swallowed bitter herbs, an indescribable bitterness filling her with despair.
She gently closed her aching eyes, the pain in her voice as she called out his name, "Si Chen..."
The man's heart quivered slightly, sensing something rapidly breaking through the soil and pulsating uncontrollably.
"I used to have someone I really liked, really liked a lot. After losing my memory, I forgot about him, and when I woke up injured later on, I remembered him again, but..."
