Song Yuting's eyes brimmed with tears, and she forced a smile, saying, "If that night four years ago, we had just gone through it, do you think we would have broken up?"
This seemed like a tough question. Xu Xiangbei thought for a moment, shook his head, and replied in confusion, "I was thinking just last night, we would end up like four years ago, where nothing would happen. Who knows... maybe this is fate."
Xu Xiangbei didn't drive into the school but parked on the roadside. Before Song Yuting got out of the car, she leaned over and gently kissed him on the cheek.
Feeling Song Yuting's soft, warm lips, with a slight tremble, suddenly Xu Xiangbei felt droplets on his face. They landed right at the corner of his mouth, salty and warm, they were Song Yuting's tears.
He gently closed his eyes and said only one word, "Goodbye."
