He had become the Jun Mochan she knew once again.
Ye Ranran stared intently at his face, suddenly realizing she no longer understood him.
She was sure he loved her, but she didn't know if he loved only her.
Yes, he indeed loved her, but he never said he loved only her, let alone forever just her.
People change, naturally so does love.
Just like some people pledge at their weddings to support each other and never part, only to divorce later—forgetting those vows isn't even the best outcome, as not ending up enemies is already not bad.
If people could keep every promise they make, this world would only have loving couples, and there would be no such thing as divorce.
"Did you come to explain?" Ye Ranran asked.
Having just taken her medicine, the bitterness lingered in her throat, tinting her voice with a hint of bitterness too.
Jun Mochan didn't speak, his smile merely fading from his face.
