"Xue Mo, I know what you're afraid of, but I can tell you clearly, since I, Li Wen, dare speak such words in front of you, then I will definitely keep my promise. Xue Mo, just give me this one chance," the man said sincerely.
These words immediately touched Zhao Xuemo's heart, as if a silver needle had ruthlessly pierced the softest part of her inner self.
How many years she had waited for these words, how many days she had longed for them, but never expected that the one saying them wouldn't be her beloved, but another man.
Perhaps, if her heart's desire said these words, she'd be overwhelmed with emotion, but alas, the man she waited for was not the man standing before her.
"Li Wen, I know you're good, and I know you're good to me, but I can't give you any promise right now."
