Guo Gao's eyes suddenly flashed. He stared at Wen Qingye, his voice growing hoarse. "Tell me, can I trust you?"
"Hahahahaha!"
Hearing Guo Gao's words, Wen Qingye couldn't help but burst out laughing, his laughter growing louder and more unrestrained.
Guo Gao stared, momentarily lost, at the young man laughing so freely before him. He didn't know how much time passed before he finally collected himself and sighed. "You've never been betrayed, so of course you wouldn't understand…"
Hearing Guo Gao's words, Wen Qingye shook his head. His eyes grew distant and still as he gazed out at the vast, sweeping land before him, as if countless memories were surfacing in his mind.
"Do you know? Being betrayed isn't the real tragedy. Do you know what is?"
Guo Gao asked instinctively, "What is?"
"It's what comes after being deceived and betrayed," Wen Qingye said, turning to look at Guo Gao. "It's losing that initial, precious trust that once existed between people."
