Falling Flowers Have Feelings (6)

As the clearly visible confusion gradually spread across Shen Yuxi's usually unruffled face, Su Miaoxi's voice sank bit by bit, like dandelion seeds scattered by the wind.

"I know Second Senior Brother can't return my feelings, and I don't want to force you to make a choice. I came today only to tell you this."

The words from his memories suddenly overlapped with the lowered brows and eyes of the girl before him. Shen Yuxi looked at her, and in a daze, it was as though he had crossed time and space to meet the gaze of that figure in the ruined temple on that rainy night from the book.

—The fire behind her flickered brightly and dimly, illuminating her mud-stained yet still clear eyes. That casually spoken sentence, "What would I have to regret?" now seemed to carry an echo as it drifted out from the yellowed pages, leaving the downtrodden Eldest Senior Brother in the book speechless—and him as well.

Shen Yuxi suddenly realized that, no matter which timeline it was, Su Miaoxi had always been this kind of person—once she set her mind on something, she would never turn back; once she fell in love, she would give everything she had, even if it left her utterly defeated and bloodied.

Words of rejection lodged in his throat, as though something had blocked them, making them impossible to say. Shen Yuxi knew this girl's nature too well. Even if he made his words utterly ruthless now and drew the boundaries crystal-clear, her heart would not waver one bit at his wishes.

She had not come to demand an answer or a promise. She had merely come to calmly inform him of one fact.

That was all.

This was a fate she had chosen for herself. It had nothing