Fei Yichen took a deep look at him. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly started to persuade, "It's been four years. Some things, you should let go."
"Let go?" Leng Yixiu put down his glass, lifted his gaze to him, "If this happened to Mu Yi, would you let go? Would you completely forget her?"
"I wouldn't." Fei Yichen replied without hesitation.
He suddenly realized he had no standing to act as a mediator. He had no reason to persuade Leng Yixiu to forget the woman named Lin Yixun because if it were him, he couldn't let go either.
He had tried before, thinking time could make him forget Mu Yi completely. But as it turned out, time isn't always a remedy. Sometimes, it doesn't erode some feelings but rather makes one addicted to longing, unable to extricate oneself.
Fei Yichen fell silent, took a bottle of liquor from the bartender, refilled their glasses, and then clinked his glass with Leng Yixiu's.
