Back then, she was bright and flamboyant.
But now, she seems to have lost some vitality.
It reminded me of the first time they met.
In just a short time, she seemed like a flower that had swiftly withered.
Jiayan didn't ask her anything, not why she ran out of the hospital alone, nor why she came here. He simply said quietly, "Let's go back. The Professor and Madam are waiting for you at the hospital."
Qin Yue, however, remained seated and turned her head, looking at the distant river surface and said, "What do you think is the real purpose of living?"
Jiayan responded, "Probably to make oneself happy while also bringing happiness to others."
"What if one isn't happy oneself?"
Jiayan looked at her and said, "It's said that everyone has seen the script before coming to this world, which is why they choose this role to enter it, so there must be something you deem worthy."
