Envy, and the longing to become someone

As she softly spoke those gentle, incredibly quiet words, the long accumulation of overly busy work had almost made Ye Sheng forget how she had once felt about that person.

That carefully concealed feeling... it would have been better if she had told him back then.

Because time could not be reversed, memories became all the more precious.

Ye Sheng herself did not know why she had suddenly brought this up to Fang Ran. Clearly, Hua Ling was probably the only one who might have noticed.

Yet unlike her soft thoughts at that moment, Fang Ran froze completely upon hearing it.

What!?

Sister Ye Sheng's first love!???

Was it really okay to tell him such explosive news!?

Fang Ran sat blankly on the hospital bed, and that was the first question that came to mind. But then he remembered that Ye Sheng was someone whose level in reality far surpassed his own.

She had probably long since let it go and had merely mentioned it casually. Then, right afterward, he could not stop his curiosity from running wild.

The first love who had earned Sister Ye Sheng's affection!?

Good heavens, what kind of man had to be so outstanding he broke through the sky?

Looking at Ye Sheng's flawless, stunningly beautiful, peaceful face beneath her wine-red hair in the warm breeze, Fang Ran instinctively imagined someone in the direction of Prince Charming.

"Sorry, I got a little off track. And you can just forget what I said earlier."

Like someone waking from a wonderfully comfortable morning sleep, Ye Sheng came back to herself. She shook her head, looked at Fang Ran, sighed, and laughed. He immediately nodded like a pecking chicken and gave an awkward laugh as he promised:

"Ah, Sister Ye Sheng, don't worry. I won't go around talking