"Song Nian, I should've been married by now, and you..." Lu Zhonian touched Song Nian's hair, coaxing her with an earnest tone, "You should be very clear that you've never had many options to begin with. Marrying me is your best bet."
Song Nian really didn't understand why Lu Zhonian could say such things with such conviction.
She looked at him, irritation flashing through her eyes, gritting her teeth she whispered, "Lu Zhonian, you have so many choices, why must you choose me?"
Lu Zhonian's lips quirked up, revealing a faint smirk.
His cool fingertips traced Song Nian's face, his eyes filled with complex, intense emotions as he said, "Nian Nian, I have no other choice, and neither do you."
Song Nian looked at him, not knowing why, but within his eyes, she saw a glimpse of profound sadness.
In the late night, a haze of snow enveloped everything.
The snowy weather in Nanhe City came without any warning.
Carrying a packed bag, Song Nian left the Lu Family.
