During this one year, song Shiyu tried many ways to forget her.
But none of them worked.
In this world, there were only two things that could not be hidden.
Cough and love.
Since he could not forget her, he would love her forever.
Then, he would turn this love into protection.
“Brother Song, you haven’t Met Your Lover Yet?”Ye Zhuo looked at song Shiyu.
Song Shiyu nodded. “Love is something that can only be found by chance, not by request. Let nature take its course.”
It was not that he had not met his lover.
It was that his lover was not his lover.
Ye Zhuo nodded slightly. “You’re right. You Can’t force it. At most, you can just live alone for the rest of your life.”
Ye Zhuo’s love philosophy was that he would rather live alone for the rest of his life than make do with it.
In fact, being financially independent and without the love of his life, it was quite good to be single for his whole life.
Life was a process of gain and loss.
