If Shen Changqing hadn't rushed to Buzhou Mountain, hadn't died trying to save Gu Qian, maybe when Mo Beichen figured things out and went to find her, she would obediently return with him, and they would live happily ever after.
But Mo Beichen was a step too late. The landslide took Shen Changqing's life, and Gu Qian, out of guilt, closed off her heart, refusing to accept him again; it was all an unfortunate stroke of fate.
She gently placed her hand over Buhui's, sighed, and said, "Qianqian, if Shen Changqing knew from below, he wouldn't want you to close yourself off because of him, refusing to allow yourself happiness."
Buhui clutched Yan Luoxi's hand like it was a lifeline and said, "I recited scriptures on the mountain for four years thinking I could let go, but at the memorial, seeing his parents heartbroken, seeing his fans mourning, I realized I never let go. In the end, I'm just an ordinary person, unable to control my thoughts."
Yan Luoxi had no words in response.
