Gu Qili sat in the car, gazing at the villa nearby. A light was on in a room on the second floor, with the curtains drawn. A delicate shadow flitted by the window for a moment before vanishing.
Soon, the light went out, and the villa fell silent.
...Are they asleep already?
When they are sleeping, does he hold her close in his arms, whispering sweet shy nothings to her?
Perhaps they are truly the matched pair destined by heaven, with old flames rekindled after so many years, lovers finally united. She should be magnanimous enough to bless him, shouldn't she?
But she couldn't do it. In love, she became so narrow-minded and selfish, so fragile and pitiful.
Now, what she had just witnessed had slapped her face harshly; it must be painful enough to awaken her. Their journey together ended here.
Even if she doesn't want to let go, what can she do? After all, the one he loves most isn't her.
