Lin Ziran once thought she would never again be moved by Qin Qingnan. Those past memories were like molten lava, slowly cooling, then weathering away, gradually buried underground by wind and sand over time.
No matter what, she would still reminisce, but it was all now a distant past. She no longer felt conflicted, seeing it as a sentiment buried deep within her own heart.
Love, to her now, was simply a feeling within, no longer a strong desire to possess. If love were to come her way again, she would rather perceive it as a burden.
Her two sons were enough for her.
But at this moment, hearing Ou Lan say that Qin Qingnan had an accident in a failed attempt to find her in country M, breaking a leg in a plane crash, she couldn't suppress the sorrow in her heart.
It turns out she never truly let go. As if she had forgotten, but it was all just an illusion.
Those feelings, if left untouched, stay quietly buried in the heart. Once touched, they still ache painfully.
