Fate?
Upon hearing these two words, Wen Biyu's expression trembled slightly.
She remembered the confession from a novel she had read, where the heroine confessed alone:
The Buddha said that it takes five hundred past life glances to exchange for a single present life's passing-by, yet I used a thousand glances to earn the chance to stand before him and pause.
I asked the Buddha how many glances it would take to reside in his heart.
The Buddha remained silent, so I kept looking back, like a moth to a flame.
I didn't consider the consequences, didn't seek a reason
I glanced back, and then glanced back again.
A thousand times, ten thousand times, countless times!
You are in my eyes, but you are also in my heart.
Isn't this scene a true reflection of my own heart, Wen Biyu?
Mo Han checked his phone and then said, "It's about time. I still need to buy something for Chen Chen to eat. Miss Wen, you should go back first. I will catch a taxi back later."
