Now that Wang Ya Hao had returned, Liu Shilin did feel a faint stirring in her heart the moment she heard his voice. But that was in the past, a memory she might occasionally recall fondly, but history nonetheless.
Some things, once left behind, are truly gone. You cannot just decide on your own to pick up where you left off. Just as Wang Ya Hao now wanted to rekindle their past romance, how could Liu Shilin possibly agree? That was a long time ago, and the Liu Shilin of today had already started to fall for Lin Kuang.
Although neither had officially confessed, they both knew what was in the other's heart.
"I… I… Shilin, listen to me. I was forced to leave back then, but now I'm back, and I'll never leave again! Believe me, I'm really not leaving this time. We can go back to how we were," Wang Ya Hao said agitatedly, his eyes locked on Liu Shilin.
Hearing this, Liu Shilin offered a slight smile. "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, but that's your wish. It has nothing to do with me."
