Jiang Nanshu knew the outcome but still tried to crack a smile, yet in the end, she bent her head down and her lips trembled lightly. She wanted to say something, but her throat was choked up.
"Okay," she quietly replied, "Okay... I understand."
Jiang Nanshu stood up, her slightly curly black hair cascading down her back. Step by step, she walked out.
This had been her redemption since she met Zhou Yanxu.
She had pursued him for a very long time, and after his death, it turned into an obsession.
In the moment of her car accident, her last thought was to apologize to Zhou Yanxu.
She didn't bring his ashes back to his hometown.
This life was saved by Zhou Yanxu; her growth involved him in every step. There were no women by his side, he had always used his heart disease as an excuse to refuse the arranged marriages proposed by his family.
The year Jiang Nanshu turned fifteen.
She confessed her feelings to Zhou Yanxu.
