Now, when she had long forgotten the promise she once yearned for, he finally gave her the promise she had once dreamed of.
But, it was too late.
Too late.
She no longer needed it.
Han Siqu is a scoundrel, but he was right about one thing, how could she expect him to fulfill now what he hadn't fulfilled twenty years ago? And even if he did fulfill it now, what meaning would it have for her?
Love is something that cannot tolerate even a grain of sand.
The wounds that were once slashed deep and have now become festering and rotten may one day heal, but no matter how much time passes, the pain remains clear.
She could allow him to stab her heart once, but it was impossible to give him a second chance.
She was afraid too.
So back then, she never considered forgiving.
Since they parted ways, it was a farewell for this lifetime.
Whether it was love or not, in her heart, Han Si Que was already a grave.
