Throwing away the last piece of letter paper stained on his fingertips, Feng Chengjin watched the flames fall onto the snow, becoming a puddle of black stains soaked by the snow.
With a deeper self-mocking laugh, he said, "It's useless, there are things between her and me that can't go back, she won't want to see them..."
Feng Chengjin fell silent and said nothing more.
After extinguishing the cigarette he'd finished, he lit a second one.
The disappointment allowed He Qimo to see a side of Feng Chengjin he'd never seen before, one so lacking in confidence.
His heart also ached uncontrollably for a moment!
He thought Gu Zixuan loved him enough, that after so many days, she should forgive him to some extent. These things weren't necessary. But if Gu Zixuan loved her family more, then no matter how much he did, it would all be in vain?
He Qimo's heart was stabbed with pain.
Having never seen this side of Feng Chengjin, seeing his self-mockery again...
