Qin Qingnan watched her finish this in silence, the soft, dull ache in his heart spreading through his whole body.
He could only blame himself for having let such a good woman slip away back then.
People say time is the best medicine for healing wounds, but in fact, time can never completely cure the hurt in one's heart. If the wound cuts too deep, no matter how many years pass, even until death, there will always be a mark inside—deep or shallow—but it will never fully disappear.
The harm he had done to Lin Ziran was probably just such a scar.
He could see that she hadn't forgotten the feelings between them. Maybe she still loved him, even more than he had imagined. Otherwise, she wouldn't have admitted the children were his, and she wouldn't have allowed him to get close to the two kids.
But those wounds made her no longer willing to look back.
