Wen Nuan felt a warmth spreading across her face as if she was wrapped in a cozy fire.
But what did that matter? She had already taken it.
Wen Nuan casually flipped to the first page and was dumbfounded to see that it was a brief novella written by Ye Feimo. The main characters were none other than Ye Feimo and Wen Nuan themselves, depicting the trivial matters from their everyday life.
It was heartwarming, funny, and… moving.
Especially the scene by the riverbank, Wen Nuan found it incredibly touching when she revisited it, the ambiance was just as stirring, making her feel deeply loved and cherished, that this man would forever love her, through thick and thin.
A sour feeling welled up in her heart. Normally, when reading stories of their adventures, selected for their amusing and laughable scenarios, she would burst into laughter, but now, she just felt a pang of sadness.
A sadness of things changed, people gone.
