Sandalwood Bay, Villa No. 37.
Si Yuchen brought Mu Shan a cup of milk tea, complemented with her favorite mango pancakes.
"You hardly ate anything today, did you?"
Considerate, but with a hint of subtle mockery.
Mu Shan looked up, clashing with Si Yuchen's indifferent brown eyes, "Yuchen, I promised your brother that I would be with him forever."
"Your promise still stands."
Si Yuchen sat opposite Mu Shan, leaning against the sofa with his hands crossed on his knees, the picture of nonchalance.
"Yes, we are still together, yet separated by life itself." Mu Shan habitually caressed the area on her ring finger, which was whiter than the rest because it had once worn the engagement ring given to her by his brother.
Ironically, the ring was even selected by him, completely in his own style.
Drinking the tea impatiently, Mu Shan's hesitancy today stirred an inexplicable irritation within him.
