"I don't know why I love her, but I've waited for her for so many years, I've searched for her for so many years. The day I can finally hold her in my arms, I don't want to let go of her again." Zheng Haoyu closed his eyes and voiced his deepest feelings.
Qin Xiaofei clenched her fist tightly, forcing herself to slowly loosen it. She could open her fist, but she didn't know how to vent the pain in her heart. She placed her fist on the piano keys, which emitted a "dong" sound.
"So then what am I, these past years?" The unmistakable pallor couldn't be hidden from Qin Xiaofei's stunning face, her long hair cloaking a thin layer of sadness.
"I'm sorry." Zheng Haoyu put his hands in his pockets, his face showing traces of reluctance, "Xiaofei, I'm sorry. I've always protected you, shielded you, never allowed you to be slighted in any way, as though you were Su Nian. I've wasted so many years of your life, Xiaofei, I'm sorry."
