Xia Wu's heart trembled. She responded with a nod and hastily turned her face away, fearing that the tears already welling up in her eyes might truly fall in front of him.
Throughout her life, foolishly and cluelessly for so many years, she had experienced, gained, and lost. She thought her heart was already dead, that nothing more could ever stir her emotions. But when the words "I'll always be here" reached her ears—no, struck directly at her heart—she realized this was the first time she'd heard these words in her life.
How she had longed for, in that ambivalent love that led nowhere, that the person she loved deeply would one day tell her not to be afraid, because he was there. But no, he always looked down on her from above, allowing her to struggle without offering any promise or support.
