"If you mention this matter, I guess you are moving far, far away then?"
Song Xiaoling slowly nodded.
"Yes. Yaya can come to visit either of us anytime she wants, but unfortunately, she has to choose. She either lives with me or with you."
Yan Renzhong sighed.
"Why so sudden?"
"I have to move on eventually," Song Xiaoling remarked. "The sooner, the better. I have no good memories in this city."
She used to. At least when she still imagined herself as Yan Renzhong's partner, raising Song Yaya as her parents. But the dream proved to be nothing but a fragile bubble that burst as soon as it came close to the sun.
Once the dream ended, Song Xiaoling came to a painful realization. Yan Renzhong had already found someone with whom he would like to spend the rest of his life, but she had no one.