He was pallid, his brows and eyes lackluster, exceptionally indifferent. After a long time, his Adam's apple bobbed and he said softly, "I'm truly sorry."
Shen Jinci had long known that, beyond the crowd, he had seen Bian Yue.
He thought it was just an observation with no interaction.
But now he knew that a connection once existed between them, and it was profound.
He didn't know how to tell himself that their past was not important.
Those real letters, every word earnestly expressing, that Bian Yue had once placed so much trust in him...
Nobody knew how long Shen Jinci stood alone in the temple, but he thought, to some extent, the real 'Shen Jinci' and Bian Yue were truly the best match.
He seemed like a spectator who won a fortune by chance, stepping from the shadows into the light, bathed in the glory of the spotlight. Everyone said he dazzled, but without that light, he actually had nothing left...
