"Thank you for your kindness," Tang Yue declined.
Lian He had never courted anyone with such caution and care. Rejected by Tang Yue time and again, his heart was deeply saddened.
Tang Yue closed her eyes to rest. The train was crowded and noisy, and with Xiang Yazhi by her side, Lian He did not continue to speak, instead he began to reflect on his trip to Wangjiang County.
Lian He felt some regret in his heart. If he had looked for Hualian earlier, would he have known about Tang Yue's existence sooner?
Would that have made Tang Yue closer to him?
His and Hualian's daughter.
Lian He's gaze remained on Tang Yue's face, tracing her features. Her bright almond eyes reminded him of Zhang Hualian, as if they were carved from the same mold. Her youthful and rosy-cheeked face with a clear and smooth forehead, several strands of black hair scattered softly across it, adding a touch of gentleness to her face.
