"Weiyue," Jiang Jinran said earnestly as he gazed at her, "but I'm not willing to let go."
Cheng Weiyue furrowed her brows in a struggle, "Then... then make your own decision. Think about what would make you happier and choose that kind of life."
"But Weiyue..." Jiang Jinran watched her intently, and after a long while, a smile tinged with helplessness spread across his face. He said, "Not everyone is lucky enough to just choose the life they like. Most people... can't do that."
Cheng Weiyue could tell there was more to his words.
Jiang Jinran had many secrets, secrets that Cheng Weiyue couldn't fathom.
All she could do was look at him seriously and say softly, "Whatever happens, I hope you can be happy."
After she spoke, her tone paused slightly, "There's something I haven't told you yet. I don't know if your mother has spoken to you about it?"
Jiang Jinran looked up at her, his tone casual, "What is it?"
