"Jin..." Baili Xia clenched her palm tightly, her fist pressed to her lips, forcefully suppressing something.
If she didn't do this, she feared she might not be able to hold back her tears.
Jin, why did you have to be so good to her?
But why now?
After more than a year, she and he couldn't go back to the past, and now, there was Uncle in her heart.
The better Jin treated her, the more she felt the cruel inevitability of the world.
If she hadn't met Uncle, if that year had never happened, could everything have been perfect?
Dongfang Jin just ruffled her hair and smiled soothingly.
"Let's go to the beach for a walk. Let's continue picking up shells and catching crabs."
"I don't want to see your tears; I want to see you happy and joyful every day."
He started the car and slowly moved forward.
His gentle voice still lingered around her ears like the wind, not dispersing for a long time.
"Being alive, you can either be happy for a day or unhappy for a day."
