She took a deep breath and asked, "Then you... have you found him now?"
Yao Ziwan smiled gently and said, "I found him... but it’s also over."
"Ah?" Shi Nuan was stunned.
But Yao Ziwan seed completely indifferent, saying, "Don’t worry about . It’s been a while since it happened, and I’ve co to understand many things. He saved my life, and I’ve only t him that one ti. There’s no reason for him to be responsible for my life. Just being able to see him again after eight years, I already feel very lucky, and besides..."
Yao Ziwan paused and continued, "Besides, after not seeing each other for eight years, many feelings have probably changed. For instance, when I saw him this ti, he wasn’t as familiar as I imagined. Instead, I felt a bit of estrangent. I confird it three tis to be sure, he is indeed K, and only then did I realize I had only been infatuated with the K in my imagination, not this K in front of eight years later..."
"This world changes every minute, every second, and is constantly transforming. In these eight years, I’ve grown from a sixteen-year-old girl into a mature, twenty-four-year-old woman. K has also changed from a gentle and calm man to one who is now sharp and cold... Everything has changed, everything!"
Shi Nuan didn’t know what to say.
Ti can change many things, she understood, and she had also experienced it.
But even so, she still felt there were always so things that couldn’t change.
And there are always so things worth rembering and never forgetting.
As for K...
Shi Nuan had never interacted with him and didn’t know him.
But it was clear to see that Yao Ziwan was soone who understood self-adjustnt very well; she didn’t need comfort. She saw through emotions, even life, very clearly!
...
Shi Nuan and Yao Ziwan went shopping, but Song Yansheng did not return to Song Mansion.
Instead, he sat in a coffee shop nearby.
Not too long, the ti it took to finish a cup of coffee, it didn’t even feel like an hour had passed.
The driver reported to Song Yansheng that Yao Ziwan had returned with Shi Nuan.
Song Yansheng quickly left the coffee shop, and when he got back to the car, he could already see the figures of Shi Nuan and Yao Ziwan from a distance.
It was probably around six in the afternoon at that ti.
The late sun shone down, carrying a bit of floating warmth, but looking at the little girl not far away, Song Yansheng’s heart was like it was filled with a clear pool of water, gentle and soothing, warm and moving.
He curled his lips faintly, and the curve of his brows and eyes deepened unconsciously.
In his heart, Shi Nuan was like a blooming lily.
Beautiful in a fresh and unrestrained way, unobtrusive, but upon closer inspection, clearly, also enchantingly alluring.
Indeed, this was the way Shi Nuan was ant to be; it was also how he envisioned her in his heart.
And he hoped that Shi Nuan could always maintain this appearance, of course, behind that appearance, he hoped there would be less worldly chaos, less noisy disturbance, just leaving her quietly standing in one corner.
Standing in front of him, and then her beauty would be his alone to enjoy.
Shi Nuan had walked a short distance before she spotted Song Yansheng.
She was a little surprised, not expecting him to still be there.
Yao Ziwan smiled slightly and said, "Nuannuan, it was nice chatting with you today. Mr. Song is ahead. I won’t go over!"
Shi Nuan felt a bit awkward and said, "I enjoyed it too, thank you, Secretary Yao!"
Yao Ziwan replied, "I’ve already called you Nuannuan, are you still going to call Secretary Yao?"
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