"It's really hard to believe, isn't it, that there's something you're afraid of? I thought you were fearless. So, what, these four years, you and your brother haven't been able to come to a conclusion?"
Tang Nian's face, which had just been smiling, was now filled with melancholy.
"Him and I were doomed from the start; it's not just four years, even fourteen years wouldn't yield any results."
Usually, Tang Nian seemed like a carefree, quirky girl, and just looking at her made one feel good. But this version of Tang Nian was rare and heartbreaking.
Even the most heartless person would have one or two sad things in life after growing up.
"I'm sorry, Niannian, I shouldn't have brought this up."
Tang Nian gave a bitter smile, but waved her hand dismissively, "It's okay. You all know about it, and there's nothing that can't be mentioned."
