"Fate is such a thing." Yun Mo's slender fingers gently caressed Qiaoqiao's soft, long hair, sighing, "Just like me when I met you by accident that year."
"Yes, fate is indeed strange. I'd always thought that I would definitely marry Chu Nantian in my lifetime." Qiaoqiao contentedly leaned on his shoulder, similarly musing, "I didn't expect to meet you. Now, I don't even hate Nantian anymore."
"Have you been in touch recently?"
"No, but Sisi's Lu Baba said that he has no plans to remarry. I guess he's already used to it."
"Is he still thinking about you?"
"Do I really have that much charm?"
The two of them chatted as the wind started to blow outside the window again.
Watching as the wind grew stronger and stronger, Qiaoqiao in Yun Mo's arms furrowed her brows, "There won't be a storm again tonight, will there?"
-
Downstairs in the princess room, Yun Sisi was still reviewing her lessons under the lamplight.
