At this moment, he was healthy, he had a perfect life, and a future others could not imagine.
As long as he did not meet that woman, but he already did, yet he could not marry that woman.
"Take care," she softly uttered. But this sentence, she believed, was something he would never hear, never know.
She turned and continued walking forward, her beating heart still ached from the loss, but no longer bore the initial heart-wrenching pain.
She felt that perhaps, she didn't love him deeply enough.
The weather in Beijing seemed unstable lately. There was a spring rain just now, making the sky seemingly clear, but it started to rain again in a blink.
Tang Yuxin left her umbrella at the door and went in.
