Chapter 151 Extra Story (Song Xin's Story): Obsession Without Enlightenment
The love between us has never been a contest of loving or not loving. ——Xicheng Tears
Falling in love with him, it seems that I can no longer remember exactly when it began.
The distant memory probably dates back to when I was four or five years old, I only remember that it was a drizzly afternoon when our family accepted an invitation from the neighbors for dinner.
At that time, the Gao Family had not moved away, and we lived just a wall apart. Although we often played together, I had never seen that handsome boy before.
Like his brother, he was a year older than me, yet in his wise eyes, there shone a maturity and melancholy uncharacteristic of his age.
I learned from the adults that he was Aunt Gao's youngest son, who had been living in another city with Grandma Gao, and his name was Gao Chuan.
Gao Chuan, such a nice-sounding name, just as serene as he was.
