She was just about to go up and ask him when she received a call about her mother's car accident.
That was the first time she saw him.
Yet she etched his face into her heart.
So much so that for the next seven hundred and seventy-four days, his face would appear in her mind every day, growing clearer.
A faint sadness covered Shao Zixun's handsome face, yet he still looked at her with great tenderness. There was a dim light in his black pupils, "So, are you with him now?"
Nian Duoduo gave a self-mocking smile, her eyes drifting away, "Things in this world are just so funny. Before, when we had the engagement, I tried every way to cancel it. Now, he insists on making me his woman."
If it were in the past, when their engagement was still on, perhaps they could have been together. But now, after all that has happened, her mother died, she was left incomplete, and Shao Zixun's leg was crippled. All of this wasn't directly caused by Si Han, but he wasn't blameless either.
