"Is there nothing left?" Snow Empress looked at the mountaintop behind the academy, now razed flat, and suddenly asked in a strangely inexplicable tone. She could sense the faint sorrow Jiang Siming gave off as he looked at the scene before him.
"Yes. It withstood the cleansing of time, but it couldn't withstand the accident I brought it. Maybe there's no such thing as eternity in this world after all. At the very least, I haven't seen it yet." Jiang Siming stroked Snow Empress's smooth hair and said with a smile.
Some things would always leave regrets. Jiang Siming had lived through too many regrets, and had gradually grown used to them.
"If you had met me earlier, would you have fallen for me first?" Snow Empress looked at the man before her and asked, unwilling to let it go. Even though she knew Jiang Siming's answer might hurt her, she still couldn't stop herself from asking.
"I don't want to lie to you. If I hadn't accidentally slept for so long, perhaps I never would have fallen for you.
"As for Zhuqing, she and I were because..." For some reason, Jiang Siming couldn't help thinking of that girl who had left without saying goodbye. Even now, Jiang Siming still couldn't tell whether what he felt for Qin Keqing was love or guilt.
What he had originally thought was nothing more than a dream, he later discovered had already been arranged long ago—even if it was a dream, everything had been destined.
Snow Empress grabbed Jiang Siming by the collar and stared domineeringly into his deep eyes. "But you're mine now! And I can only ever be yours!"
Jiang Siming brushed back the hair that had slipped down over Snow Empress's face, his eyes turning complicated for a moment.
"Junior