His scent was just like it was back then, giving her immense peace of mind.
"Zhiyuan, promise me one thing," Shen Di said softly, resting her head on his shoulder.
"What? I won't agree to anything unreasonable," Wen Zhiyuan replied.
"If one day I can't be with you anymore, promise me you'll find a kind-hearted girl to walk with you. You must be happy..." Shen Di's voice was gentle, her eyes full of endless anticipation.
Whether it was eight years ago or now, her greatest wish was for him to be happy.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be happy either.
Wen Zhiyuan's heart tightened, like being pricked by a needle, it hurt.
"Fool, don't say that. I want to be with you my whole life," Wen Zhiyuan said.
Even though the truth was cruel, he preferred to blind himself to it.
"Wen Zhiyuan, promise me, or I won't start over with you." Shen Di was serious, she didn't want to deceive herself.
Wen Zhiyuan lifted her head, pain searing in his chest.
