She looked at the man who had been whispering sweet nothings to her just a short time ago, unable to believe her eyes.
She had only exaggerated her words on purpose to hear the answer, forcing him to reveal his true thoughts, never expecting him to respond without hesitation.
The cool night breeze made her feel like a butterfly with a lifespan of just one month, which after that time would no longer be able to flap its wings. The beautiful flight had its limit, and once the time was up, it was time to wake up from the beautiful dream.
Her voice was trembling:
"Why can Zhou Fei, and not I?"
He finally looked at her steadily, his eyes unfathomably deep, "Because I truly love you and do not love her."
She felt as if she had stepped into an abyss, her tears seeming to have nowhere to land, "What kind of logic is that? Isn't marriage about two people in love being together? Why can you marry someone you don't love but not me?"
