Once, when love was at its peak, she would joyfully call him A que.
Such an enchanting name, since parting with her, no one has ever called him that again.
Countless times in the dead of night, he could suddenly hear her clear and cheerful voice.
It's just a pity that one wrong step back then led to a lifetime of mistakes, from then on, between them, they became the most familiar strangers.
No matter how much he held back, at this moment, hearing this long-lost call, his tears still fell abruptly, filled with endless melancholy and bitterness.
He couldn't utter a single word.
In this lifetime, he has let her down.
Su Yaogeng looked at Han Si Que: "For more than twenty years, I have been gambling this breath with you, messing up the lives of the three of us, but now, I have truly let go. This time leaving the Capital City, in this lifetime, I should never return again; our fate in this life, whether loved or hated, has completely dissipated into smoke and clouds!"
