Graceful and pitiable,
even a heart as firm as stone secretly felt like it was melting away.
Wu Jie took a deep breath.
His teeth were clenched, and deep down he truly didn't want to give up so easily.
He had once believed that he would surely encounter perfect love,
beginning with affection and growing with time, enduring hardships, and lasting until death turned to ashes.
To win a person's heart, inseparable until white hair.
He also had held the beauty in his arms, content and fulfilled, feeling as though his life had reached its pinnacle...
But now, it seemed he was still in the depths of a valley.
No one is perfect.
Put yourself in Tang Xiao's shoes; her willingness to beg, so undignified and without pride, wasn't it a proactive attitude of seeking change?
With her character and circumstances, she could have continued to be prideful and wilful, but instead, she was crazy in love, crying her heart out.
As for making mistakes...
