But aside from repeatedly decisive words, he gave her nothing.
At that time, she was very sad, very heartbroken, yet she thought she was strong enough, perhaps she could let go.
But no, she simply couldn't...
She loved him like this, loved him so much, silently waiting for him for seven years...
But in the end, she was defeated by a young girl who spent just one night with him...
Seven years, not worth one night...
Ridiculous, truly, too ridiculous...
...
The post-rain air carried a sweet coolness.
Although the sky was still somewhat overcast, the scenery in the courtyard was quite beautiful.
The courtyard was planted with many flowers; the continuous rain had knocked down some of the wilted petals, but even more flowers became more tender and charming after the rain's washing.
The two of them walked hand in hand at the crossroads, saying very little.
Perhaps the current tranquil beauty did not need words to break it.
