Xia Yangyang saw Lu Haotian with such a genuine expression at the time.
She found it funny, yet she also felt heartache.
Lu Haotian had seemed indifferent about everything from childhood.
But because of one sentence from a monk, he took it so seriously.
Xia Yangyang thought at that time, just for these six hours, she must love her sincerely for the next sixty years.
Xia Yangyang had worn that bracelet for a long time.
Until one day, while she was taking a shower, it broke on its own.
Xia Yangyang even found someone to fix it.
But since her 20th birthday, Xia Yangyang personally cut the bracelet and threw it away.
Xia Yangyang never really took the monk's words seriously.
But unexpectedly, it turned out to be prophetic.
They indeed went their separate ways.
Perhaps it was destined to be.
Xia Yangyang tapped her own head.
It was all old news, why was she still thinking about it?
The next day, the four of them set out from Beijing.
