Hu Zhonglian had never seen Ji Meishu look so aged.
As he sat in the wheelchair staring at her, he kept pondering one question.
Why did he gradually fall into her gentle trap, thinking she was the right one for him?
Hu Zhonglian's love for Jiang Jin was always a pursuit.
Jiang Jin was too perfect, as if a goddess floating high in the sky.
One day, she suddenly descended before him, saying she would stay with him for this lifetime.
Hu Zhonglian was ecstatic.
Such joy was unattainable for him; he often asked himself, countless sleepless nights.
Jiang Jin, what part of me does she like?
He would never figure out the answer to this question, no matter how long he lived.
Part of him felt like he was living in a beautiful dream, yet part of him felt unworthy of such beauty.
After struggling with contradictions, he would repeatedly find himself trapped in a dead end.
That dead end was Xie Yundu.
Xie Yundu had too much of an impact on him.
He was too beautiful.
