Do you like Brother Han, or Ning Xie?
Leng Tong had asked herself this question countless times.
But she didn't know how to answer it.
She stared at Ning Xie, hesitating.
Brother Han belonged to the past—the one who accompanied her through her entire youth, the one who listened to her during her rebellious teenage years, answered her doubts, cheered her up when she was unhappy, and reminded her whenever she was smug...
And Ning Xie?
Through her encounters with Ning Xie later on, she gradually fell for him.
But how could someone like two people at the same time?
This was what Leng Tong had been struggling with recently.
She couldn't forget those 520 drifting bottles, yet she couldn't make sense of her own feelings.
She thought the one she had always loved was Brother Han, but when news of Ning Xie's sacrifice came back, her whole heart felt hollow. That feeling, too, was love...
Ning Xie's question seemed to expose the ugliest part of her heart.
