Perhaps, I wasn't good enough, which is why I was punished by losing you.
Xiaozhi, if I did something wrong, tell me, and I will change.
It's just that I really can't bear a life without you.
I'm telling you all this, not because I want your pity or sympathy.
I just have to say it, because if I don't, you won't understand my feelings, and I won't know what you're thinking either.
Xiaozhi, can you tell me, where do I stand in your heart?"
Chen Zhi's eyes shimmered slightly as she quietly watched the flowers in the garden, wanting to speak, but it was as if her throat was blocked, and she couldn't utter a word.
She, too, had fantasized about being with An Yichen, hoping to build a happy family with him.
She firmly believed that he would make a good husband.
Gentle, considerate, understanding, and more importantly, he liked her.
She would also be a good wife, managing the home well, filling every corner with warmth.
But, those were all fantasies.
