So many years of waiting, all were spent with Ye Che looking unwaveringly and without regret at the retreating figure of Xia Weiyi, hoping that one day she would turn back to look at him...
But there also came a day when he too would choose to let go.
Just that, he couldn't bear to let Xia Weiyi experience the agony of seeing something gradually disappear without being able to save it, the same torment he once faced; yet he also didn't want to, at the moment of her departure, to embrace her desperately one last time, as a farewell kiss.
Listening to Ye Che's words, the corners of Xia Weiyi's mouth twitched, so stiff, and then she paused and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
"One. Two. Three."
They turned their backs to each other, each remembering the promises they made to one another.
Avoiding the pain of facing departure, but the heartache was even worse.
When Xia Weiyi took the tenth step, she couldn't help but turn back and look towards the south.
