"Once it's missed, it's missed; once it's over, it's over," Cheng Hao said with downcast eyes, thinking countless times that it was all a dream, and upon waking up, he and Zou Yaru would still be as loving as before.
But reality is cruel, and after living in a drunken stupor of a dream, one eventually has to wake up.
"But, we were clearly so in love."
"I know I was wrong. Can't you forgive me?"
"I really was wrong. If I had known they were tricking me into marriage, I would never have married someone else, even if it killed me."
"Ah Hao."
"..."
Zou Yaru tried urgently to say something, but Cheng Hao's attitude weakened her words gradually.
In the private room, silence reigned, and it was quiet.
Zou Yaru picked up a tissue to wipe away her tears. It was the hope that Cheng Hao would forgive her that supported her long journey to find Ningbei, believing that as long as she apologized sincerely, Cheng Hao would forgive her, but Cheng Hao's attitude broke her heart.
