Bai Luomei once said, "Time flows like water, too hurriedly. Some stories are too rushed to truly begin before they are written into yesterday; some people don't get the chance to truly love before they become passersby."
Wasn't that true for her, Qin Muge, and Ye Xunhuan as well?
They hadn't even begun, yet they had already been written into yesterday, turned into the past.
At this moment, Qin Muge couldn't describe the feelings in her heart with words. As she drove, tears streamed down her face.
She didn't even know why she was crying. Was it love?
She couldn't tell, only feeling a discomfort in her heart, as if a toy she thought belonged to her had suddenly become someone else's.
Loss, sadness... all sorts of negative emotions surged in her heart!
Well, let all that had happened with Ye Xunhuan be considered a dream. Now that the dream was over, everything should return to normal.
But was this really just a dream?
Or could Qin Muge really treat it as a dream?
