He stood at the bus stop, seeing Bian Yue standing beneath the drizzling rain, looking out for the dense flow of cars.
That instant, as he sat inside the vehicle, limbs ice-cold, all the longing and repressed emotions surged forth.
How could he bear to hand her future over to someone else?
He had never contemplated the risk of losing Bian Yue.
Amidst the bustling traffic, he couldn't feel the commotion at all, only one thought became increasingly clear: Li Sihe, how could you let go?
So he got off the bus crazily, disregarding everything to approach her, with an unprecedented impulse.
He said, Bian Yue, divorce him, and marry me.
Every word was serious.
But he also clearly saw the estrangement in Bian Yue's eyes.
They were no longer the adolescents who depended on and trusted each other. All these years, he squandered Bian Yue's trust, and at this moment, he found himself without a single chip to play.
