Sorrow

Qiao Mianmian was speechless.

She suddenly wanted to know what Mo Yesi had taught Qiao Chen.

"So, Sister, don't worry." The young man's voice was warm and clear again. "I won't let anything happen to me. I can protect myself too. As for me and Shen Xin… I know what to do.

"I know that feelings can't be forced, but I can't let go now.

"Perhaps I can let go when I give up completely.

"But before that, I still want to fight for it. Shen Xin pursued me for three years. In the next three years, it's my turn to chase her. If she still doesn't accept me after three years, or if she really has someone she likes, I… will let her go."

Towards the end, the young man's voice lowered. The words "let her go" were also very obscure.

What else could Qiao Mianmian say?

Qiao Chen wasn't a child anymore. He was already an adult and could hold his own now.