How should she describe how much she loves him? Every time his name is mentioned, she can't help but feel her eyes grow hot, and when she hears others mention Wen Yangzhi's name, she instinctively lowers her head, fearing she might cry.
Her chest is swollen with regrets.
If only she hadn't met him when both her parents had passed away, if only she were as old as her brother when he started dating, would he have considered her first?
Why can't he be with her? She can assure that only she could love him this much.
Could her brother possibly look at her, too?
But back then, she didn't know she would secretly endure the pain of loving him for so many years.
Eventually, she dared not write in her diary on paper, fearing someone would see, so she set multiple privacy locks on her phone. Unlocking the phone with a unique code revealed another device solely for her diary app, which she kept private, accessible only with a password that she alone knew.
The day of Hong Kong's return.
