Yang Tian-Xu stayed at Jin Qi-Long’s apartment because he didn’t want to return home. He sat there on the floor as he watched Jin Qi-Long sleep. Because some things Jin Qi-Long murmured had struck a nerve in his heart.
He had taken out a bottle of alcohol from Jin Qi-Long’s collection and poured himself a glass before he sat down near Jin Qi-Long’s bedside. Maybe it would have been better if he was drunk as well. So he could put all his troubles aside. But when he took a sip, he placed the glass down on the counter near the bed and thought carefully.
If Wang Yi-An loves Liu Shun-Feng and not him. Would he be able to let her go? How could he fight for her when she never loves him?
The words that Liu Shun-Feng had said replays in his mind again. “Yi-An might be your first love, Tian-Xu. But right now, she is MY fiancée. Instead of asking me if I love her or not, you should be asking her that question. She was the one who agreed to marry me.”