She rested her chin in one hand as she gazed out the car window, watching the scenery swiftly recede due to his speeding. When they passed a crossroad, it was red, and Huo Jingting stopped the car.
On the sidewalk, a couple walked past, their fingers tightly interlaced. The boy held the girl tightly in his embrace, and although it was a cold, late night, the smiles on their faces still warmed the winter night.
She remembered the year she was a teenager, she and the man beside her had also been like that, fingers intertwined, walking arm in arm.
As Gu Nanqiao pondered, she frowned in annoyance. Hadn't they agreed to forget forever? Why was she thinking about the past again?
Huo Jingting glanced her way from the corner of his eye and saw her furrowed brows, "What, having regrets?"
"No."
Now that she had spoken boldly, there was no way she could back out.
