Liu Tingting's beauty is like that of a poppy flower, dangerous yet irresistibly alluring to him.
He forgave Liu Tingting countless times, hoping that one day she would truly have a change of heart, but now it seems it was merely his wishful thinking. Shi Feiyang stood still for a long time, the sea breeze gently ruffled his hair, but it couldn't dispel the melancholy in his heart.
Shi Feiyang gazed in the direction Liu Tingting had left, feeling as if a thousand-pound stone was pressed on his heart, filling his body with heavy desolation.
His brows were tightly knit, his eyes full of loneliness and reluctance, as scenes of the past with Liu Tingting flashed like a lantern carousel in his mind.
Yet, Shi Feiyang was innately resilient, with an unyielding tenacity running through his bones.
He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, attempting to bury these complex emotions deep in his heart.
