He never believed in fate, for if he did, amidst the long years of missed opportunities with her, he would have already resigned himself to let go and sought out another love.
Was she gentle? Not at all. Foxy and capricious, adept at deception, she could lie and lead him on endless circles.
Was she clever? Not quite. Foolishly, for the sake of Lu Niange, she engaged in the most absurd antics.
Yet, it was precisely this ungentle and not-so-clever girl who steadfastly saw him through eleven years of trials and tribulations, month after month, year after year.
He didn't know what exactly he loved about her, but he did know that if he were to lose her right now, he would feel a pain unbearable.
Some things, after all, simply have no solution.
Everyone falls for someone once in their lifetime, and once they do, it's for life.
The object of one's love might not be extraordinarily special, but in their eyes, that person is indeed uniquely special.
