But this little action did nothing to clear his tangled feelings.
The face of the young man that drove his car as a driver a few days ago came into his mind. Just as Shao Rong just said, he could still sense the feelings of that young man when he looked at himself.
That young man was silent the entire way and did not speak a single word to him. Yet his eyes spoke volumes to him. These silent words had pierced through Zeng Yimo's heart a thousand times.
"Innocent," Zeng Yimo muttered softly and chuckled. But there was no happiness in the chuckle. Instead it was filled with sadness. Yes, both of them were innocent. But he couldn't forget the past through which he went when he was a kid and happily talk to that young man again.
The fate between the both of them made it not so easy to get together with each other.