The farthest distance in the world is no doubtly, having you in my arms, so close to you, yet, I just can't feel you...
I just can't feel you!
Perhaps only those who have experienced it will understand how bitter a two-decade-long love can be. But at the moment, it's overwhelmingly beautiful for him, so much so that he dares not ask for more.
Who could have thought that someone of such a grand and excellent stature would also harbour the humblest side in his heart?
So in this world, birth might not be equal, status might not be equal, wealth might not be equal, but indeed there are two things are equal.
Those are life and love.
No one is superior to others before birth, old age, sickness, and death; no one is superior to others in terms of love or lack of it.
An inexplicable wave of sadness expands in his chest, Di Mingzhe holds Xiaxia tightly. Maybe things are perfectly fine this way, even if she is just a body, at least she is around!
Time, time must be the best testament.
