Shen Mianmian couldn't help asking herself, was it that she didn't want to try hard for Brother He Nan?
Or was Brother He Nan not worth it?
Without a doubt, Brother He Nan was someone worth her effort.
If she missed out on Brother He Nan, would she ever meet someone she liked as much in the future?
Would she regret not cherishing Brother He Nan?
Having seen the eagle, could she still make room in her eyes for other birds?
Question after question flickered through her mind, and Shen Mianmian's final answer was always to truly cherish the person before her.
It seemed that there was a voice inside her, constantly clamoring for her to bravely give it a try.
"Five minutes are up," He Nan's voice echoed overhead. Five minutes—every one of her expressions and movements tugged at his heart. He, who could face a gun to his head without changing his expression, worried that her answer would not be the one he hoped for.
