Bian Yue was completely unaffected, she smiled and looked at Shen Jinci, saying, "Jinci, I want to listen to you read for a while."
"Okay, wait for me downstairs, I'll go get it," Shen Jinci said. "Is it the same collection of essays as last time?"
Bian Yue nodded and replied, "Yeah, it's hypnotic."
The smile in Shen Jinci's eyes grew deeper, his voice gentle and unhurried, "Alright, I'll go get it."
Their interactions were always warm and gentle, like a quiet stream that made it seem impossible for outsiders to step in, not even the slightest bit.
Li Sihe silently observed and finally heard that sigh in his heart, that voice saying: Li Sihe, it's time for you to let go.
Actually, he should have let go long ago. Later, his inner demons prevailed, but the outcome was already determined—there was indeed no chance of retrieving even half a star.
These past few days, Li Sihe had finally come to terms with what he had missed out on.
