All these years, the reason she never opened her heart to confess to him wasn't because she was pretending not to understand, and even less because she was using him to bolster her own courage.
"What do you want to say?" Tang Yuzhou saw right through her hesitation, "Say it."
"I've wanted to tell you this for a long time, but I never found the right chance." Su Jia lowered her voice, "I love Lu Yanhe. From those teenage years all the way till now, that has never changed."
After so many years, after so many things, Lu Yanhe would definitely be different from before.
But no matter what he became, she would love him as she always had.
"In this life, I only love him." Her tone was very firm. "Even if he were to drop dead right now, I still would never fall for someone else."
Tang Yuzhou looked at the unwavering expression on her face and tugged weakly at the corner of his lips.
That faint smile was familiar to her, carrying a hint of nonchalance, and a kind of indulgence.
