Chu Yuehong crouched down, holding Chu Xiangyi's hand, and earnestly said, "Xiangyi Sister, let's give it up. This stone named Du won't ever get warm from your touch. Let's leave this place. For the second half of your life, find someone who loves you, and whom you also love, have a son or a daughter, and live a good life together."
In Shanghai, Chu Xiangyi's beauty was unmatched, and back in the day, there was an abundance of suitors seeking her hand in marriage.
As long as she gave the nod, she wouldn't worry about finding a good husband, even if she were to marry for a second time.
Chu Xiangyi shook her head, "I don't long for that kind of life."
She was a very stubborn person; once she set her mind to something, it became very difficult for her to change.
Besides, she didn't believe that kind of life was any good.
She liked her life as it is now.
To stay by his side, just watching him from afar.
"Xiangyi Sister!"
