—I'm not the kind of person you imagine me to be.
—I don't want to imagine the kind of future you described, no matter what!
That day,
at Gan Yan Yu's home, after Lin Tian voiced the worries in his heart, the girl had nearly burst into tears as she said those words to him.
Lin Tian's mind quickly returned to the night he received Gan Yan Yu's Seven Page Love Letter.
"Once our dreams come true—we'll get married!"
With a brilliant smile on her face, Gan Yan Yu threw herself into Lin Tian's arms.
Back then, at eighteen, they had countless beautiful fantasies about youth and the future.
With that as their goal, they had given up many things and fought their way to where they were now.
Lin Tian, deeply caught up in it all,
would sometimes suddenly feel dazed.
As he watched everything gradually lose its former passion along the path of chasing their dreams,
he worried whether, when that dream truly arrived one day, the feelings in his heart would still remain.
But when he saw the girl's tears, Lin Tian was relieved.
No.
He believed that what he shared with Gan Yan Yu would not fade away so easily.
He could definitely do it!
Likewise, the girl had long since made ample preparations in her heart.
Gan Yan Yu believed she could become the person Lin Tian hoped for. She could keep going like this, win the trophy that belonged to her, then enter the hall of marriage with Lin Tian and become his best wife.
However,
when she saw Lin Tian covered in blood, appearing at the Dragon Qin Cup venue for the sake of her dream,
at that moment, every last one of Gan Yan Yu's emotional defenses completely crumbled.
It had nothing