There Are No Rivers To One Who Has Crossed The Ocean

Gu Xijiu was speechless. She regarded the matter dismissively. There were no candidates that are suitable anymore.

There are no rivers to one who has crossed the ocean, and no clouds to one who has passed Mount Wu These two lines are not banal poetry, but a sincere portrayal of the human heart.

She liked Di Fuyi. Even though she has already left him, her affection for him has not diminished by one bit. She felt that it would be hard to fall out of love with him, and she would not be able to accept anybody else's heart.

She could only leave everything to time. Maybe, just maybe, her heart would change sometime in the future, and she would be able to forget all of this. However, she did not want to talk about anything relating to relationships right now!

Luo Zhanyu was astute in his comment, "Xijiu, is there someone else you have in mind?"