"What are you hesitating about? Am I not younger than her? Or is my beauty not a match for hers? Or is it that I'm simply not in your heart at all?"
"Qingqing, can we change the subject, please?"
"No." Guan Qing gazed at him somberly, her thin lips parted slowly as she spoke, "It's been so long, and things have been so unclear that I'm tired too. Zhiyuan, I just want one thing from you. Have you ever had me in your heart?"
Guan Qing's words put Hen Zhiyuan in a very difficult position.
The beautiful woman before him could no longer be simply described with the word "beautiful" for her beauty and elegance.
In Hen Zhiyuan's heart, Guan Qing was a rare treasure.
She was the kind of woman one could cherish in the depths of memory, to be secretly savored and longed for in the quiet of the night.
