"Over twenty years... such deep feelings,"
Sitian slowly closed her eyes, as if returning to the day when he married Mo Lier, she saw him standing under the glorious sun, saying to the person on the other end of the phone, I love you.
Now he also says to her, I love you.
What kind of feelings are worthy of being called I love you?
Are they worthy?
Heh.
"Actually, sometimes I really envy Mo Lier. What has she done to deserve this kind of relationship with you that can't be severed for over twenty years?" She opened her eyes again, raised her hand, and caressed his handsome, somber face. "But envy can't get you anything. What's not mine will slip away even if it's in my palm."
