Qiao Xia looked up at him and gently broke free, "Mu Liang, you are getting married."
Her face was deathly pale, showing weakness and heartbreak, her eyes like the dew on the branches in spring, clear yet with a hint of coldness.
"You are getting married."
...
The love hidden in her heart would finally be entrusted to the years, ultimately fading slowly with time, leaving no trace.
Even with all her love, after he married, she wouldn't disturb him anymore.
Mu Liang, I love you, do you know that?
Please, wake up, look at me.
"Qiao Xia, you..." Mu Liang took a deep breath, intending to touch her cold cheek, but then he clenched his fist midway, "That day you said we could process the divorce procedure anytime, I've done as you wished."
