Su Chaoyang's expression was solemn, but he didn't shed a tear. Listening to the girl's hoarse voice, he lowered his gaze to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes. He sighed and said, "Why are you crying... so many years have passed, and I've come to terms with it. I only mentioned it today because I want you to understand the whole of me."
"We're still so young, I have plenty of time to understand you slowly. I can spend my entire life getting to know you. I don't want you to let me understand you in this way."
Seeing her crying as she spoke, Su Chaoyang had no choice but to console her. "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Actually, I wanted to tell you that I was quite naughty and rebellious when I was a kid, and I always acted like the world revolved around me. It was only after my mother passed away that I became a bit repressed and my personality subdued."
Mu Xiangwan looked up at him. "You used to be naughty?"
