Caihong was staring at the night sky with the salty breeze passing by her made her shiver in the cold. The temperature had dropped by a few degrees, and now it felt chilly.
But to Caihong, her cheeks still felt warm as tears plopped out of her wet eyes. The whole time with Zhiyuan felt as if something was stuck in her throat. From the moment she saw him again, she was only raided by their memories, and the time they had spent together.
It was hurting her. It was painful to remember them and then realize that reality was so different and cruel now. She clenched her fists on the railing and took breaths.
Caihong faintly smiled. "I am happy that at least you married a good person, Zhiyuan…At least you are happy with Xinyi."
As for me…
'Are you happy with Xiaosi?'
She could think of nothing as an answer.
