Luoz sat quietly across from her, watching. In his eyes, no matter what Su Nian looked like, she was the best. No woman could compare. "Vivian, some things are destined from the beginning, and neither you nor I can change that. Just like you still love Zheng Haoyu despite divorcing him. I'm in the same boat — I can't convince myself to give you up."
Su Nian asked herself, if it were her, could she wait for so many years?
Probably not, right? More than twenty years — a person growing up with such persistent feelings. The person may have rooted and sprouted in their heart, with every day lived for her. She couldn't imagine what kind of life that would be. If it were her, she might have already lost herself in this self-serving society, let alone harbor such everlasting feelings.
"But I don't love you," Su Nian lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes. He must be deeply disappointed at this moment, but even so, she didn't want to waste the few youthful years he had left.
