Volume Two

Separate Routes 殊途


I have always thought that Lu Feng is just a little bull-headed, a little lacking in virtuous speech, a little more domineering and a little willful, but ultimately a man with warm veins flowing out of a warm heart.
A love that blossomed when I was merely fourteen, I have once dared hope that it will last a lifetime, but the brutal truth is that happiness are just moments in life you wish you can freeze. It is not eternal. The cruel hands of fate can strike you at your most vulnerable to leave your life derailed from the path you painstakingly built. No amount of love can alter the fact that it is gone.
When we reconciled at forty, I can no longer find a trace of shadow from the past.
If there is an expiration period for love, how long is it?
And when love appears once again, would we have the courage to embrace it?

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