After hanging up Ji Xia's call, Shi Nuan's heart felt heavy.
The feelings with Shen Zui were indeed a precious memory from her youthful days.
It was one of the few warm memories she had after her mother's passing during these ten years.
She cherished it deeply, and if possible, she didn't want the continuation of this beautiful memory to end too sadly.
Even if there was regret, let it not be too bleak.
But Shen Zui, why must you insist on this?
Back then, you chose to leave; I respected you. Now you choose to return; I respect you too.
The respect of the past was the reluctance and helplessness between lovers.
The respect now is merely understanding and letting go as friends, with no other possibilities.
Yet your current actions prevent us even from being friends.
Why must you go through this?
...
Around four-thirty in the afternoon, Shi Nuan took a moment to visit the restroom.
After most people had left, she took out her phone and dialed a number.
