The other side.
Gong Shirao stood at the hotel entrance waiting for a long, long time, so long that she herself felt a bit numb.
Why hasn't he come back yet?
Is it because he met Ou Yimo again, and realized she is still the indelible mark on his heart?
At first, she was anxious, but she still held onto hope. He would see Ou Yimo, know she wouldn't attend the meeting, and hurriedly come back to her, telling her that she's the one he loves...
But the longer time passed, the less she could think.
Time went from seven to eight, nine… twelve.
If he was really just explaining things to Ou Yimo, shouldn't everything be clear by now?
Gong Shirao tightly clenched her fists, recalling the message he sent when she asked him what type of girl he liked.
"I like you," those four words seemed to hold a magical power.
Could she trust him?
But why… still can't she see him?
She has been very, very, very patient, waiting for him, believing he would make the best decision.
