For some unknown reason, there's a bit of jealousy, jealousy of Ling Muye having her best years, being by her side at her best age, accompanying her to see such beautiful scenery. Witnessing her every smile and graceful move.
"Gong Beiyao? What are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking, if only we had fallen in love a bit earlier."
Meeting her earlier than anyone, loving her earlier than anyone, becoming her someone earlier than anyone...
Sheng Qianxia's body stiffened slightly. Her thirteen, her fourteen, her fifteen, her eighteen...
Actually, she had always liked him.
It's just a pity that he started liking her too late.
But it doesn't matter, he's already fallen for her now.
So everything before doesn't matter. She is still very lucky. She's lucky to love the person she always wanted to love.
Thinking of this, Sheng Qianxia smiled and said, "Now is good too. From now on and in the future, we'll walk together."
Gong Beiyao reached out and hooked her finger.
