"Do you remember what I said to you that day?" Song Yansheng looked at him with red eyes: "I said... I could... help you and Shen Zui..."
Shi Nuan was taken aback, calling him "Second Uncle..."
Song Yansheng turned sideways, trying hard to control the tears in his eyes, his fingernails digging into his palm, slightly painful.
He said, "I'll handle the media for you. Whatever you want to do with the Shi Family, the truth about your mother's death, the whereabouts of your younger aunt and grandmother, I can help you. But Nuannuan... between us, it's over!"
Shi Nuan looked at him, tears falling one by one.
She trembled, her footsteps shaky, walking step by step towards Song Yansheng.
The distance was clearly so close, yet walking felt so, so far.
She seemed to walk for a long time, finally reaching him, but Song Yansheng turned his head away, not looking at her.
Shi Nuan's trembling fingers cautiously, little by little, tugged at Song Yansheng's sleeve.
