Even as a listener, even with just a few short sentences, Suxin still felt the sourness in her nose. She could feel the infinite love that woman had for Lin Kefan. No wonder she always sensed an overwhelming loneliness behind Lin Kefan's gentle smile. Anyone who went through such an ordeal would find it hard to shake off.
"Lin Group, don't be too sad. The deceased is gone, and I believe she wouldn't want you to be so grief-stricken." Suxin looked at Lin Kefan, whose jade-like profile bore an unmistakable sadness.
"I'm fine, it has been five years already."
A twinge of heartache gripped Suxin. Remembering so clearly after five years, claiming to be fine must certainly be a lie.
They sat down at a food stall, ordered some small dishes, and added a few bottles of beer. Suxin didn't want to drink originally, but seeing Lin Kefan looking like he wanted someone to drink and talk with, she readily grabbed two bottles as well.
