But in her trance, she seemed to see her past self again in the mirror, wearing the same red dress, and holding hands with another girl in a blue dress, walking through a lush green grassland...
And then behind her, a handsome young boy was watching their silhouettes with a smile, his eyes curved and lips raised. Even though he only caught a glimpse of her, she felt content, truly content...
She had never thought of taking anyone's place. If he loved Xiaoyue eighty percent and loved her twenty percent, that would be enough. Truly, that's all her demands!
Her tears fell again, she took off her dress, naked, crouching before the full-length mirror in the apartment, once again futilely crying until out of breath!
...
In the following two days, she did not see Chen Juncai, claiming she wanted to spend more time with Madam Liang.
The old lady loved her granddaughter and sensed she was troubled. But she smiled and said it was nothing.
