Ding...
Two wine glasses clinked lightly, causing waves that penetrated their hearts, stirring countless emotions.
The boy and girl in the throes of first love recalled the scene at the pavilion ten miles outside Bianliang City, their hearts complicated.
The girl, for the boy, overturned the wine glass, preferring to die herself.
The boy, for the girl, fought a bloody battle across a hundred miles, changing the fate of Song Country.
Yet now, they reunite at the wrong time, wrong place, and wrong circumstances, their feelings not diminished but enhanced, unable to acknowledge each other.
Seeing the pain in Tian'er's eyes, Xie Tian unhesitatingly drank the wine in his glass, placed it on the tray held by the maid, and brushed past Tian'er.
"No one can separate us..."
Hearing Xie Tian's transmitted voice, Tian'er's heart almost melted.
How could she not understand Xie Tian's nature of speaking less and acting more?
