"Do you have any regrets in your life with Gu Jiangnian?"
In the car, Song Sizhi suddenly asked, and Muwan thought for a while.
"Regrets are inevitable."
"But in the long years of life, they are truly insignificant."
The things that once felt heartbreaking at that time, when looking back at the age of forty,
all seemed trivial.
Song Sizhi smiled.
Gentle and light.
"And you?"
"Me? None,"
she shook her head.
"Marriage was never a mandatory choice in my life, but meeting the right person, I feel I'm lucky."
"Everything you receive is a gift?"
Muwan looked over and asked.
Song Sizhi thought for a moment, slowly nodding: "Everything received is indeed a gift."
That day, when Muwan and Song Sizhi returned to Gu Mansion at dusk,
the scene before their eyes took them by surprise.
It was hard to imagine that earlier, when she left, Gu Mansion was still just Gu Mansion.
But now, when she returned to Gu Mansion,
