Perhaps there will never be another "if".
How terrifying life would be without that "if".
Nangong Lin looked into Alvin's eyes, those beautiful and charming eyes, deep and captivating, and also very sincere. She didn't see even a hint of falsehood; his heart was tight and aching.
Faced with Nangong Lin's silence, Alvin's eyes quickly dimmed.
He thought maybe he really got it wrong; Nangong Lin didn't like him, at least not in a romantic way.
Otherwise, how could she be so hard-hearted?
Just a chance, that's all, but she wasn't willing, insisting on becoming strangers with him.
It's not that he didn't have the courage to force her, but he didn't want to upset her.
Now, maybe the answer he was looking for had already come.
The hand holding her face gradually slipped away, carrying a deep sense of powerlessness. Perhaps he should let go and allow her to have her own little happiness; her world could not accommodate his interference.
