Elsewhere.
Hospital.
Sheng Qianxia stood by the window, the sight of Gong Beiyao burning the wedding dress made her heart ache violently.
She couldn't forget the surprise in his eyes when she chose that wedding dress.
He said, "Does this mean our hearts are telepathically linked?"
She thought he would save it for someone more deserving, but to her astonishment, he burned it outright.
All his effort poured into it, could he really let it go that easily?
It seemed his love was always intense, never halfway, either all or nothing.
She chose nothing.
She could only choose nothing…
Sheng Qianxia covered her lips, watching the procession of wedding cars, seeing the burned flowers, feeling like she was about to cry herself hoarse.
Next to her, the nurses and patients exclaimed in surprise, remarking how it was such a pity to burn such a valuable wedding dress.
