Chapter Sixty: Enemies
"Back in Xiahai, she might have stayed for any reason, but the one reason she couldn't possibly have stayed was me." Su Can looked at Lin Zouwen and smiled. "Maybe it was the weather in Xiahai. Maybe she suddenly didn't feel like going back to Beijing. Maybe she just wanted somewhere she could have some peace for a while, where her life wouldn't be disturbed. Maybe she knew she would never again get to live so carefree in a small city, carrying her schoolbag to school at seven and coming home at six, letting time pass slowly each day. Maybe she thought she ought to worry a little about her studies and spend the next three or four years in quiet peace in Xiahai. Because later, losing days like those would hurt more than watching gold and silver slip away. She would never have them again."
Lin Luoran had only just met him then. Su Can wasn't so conceited as to believe there was even the slightest chance that a woman who pursued perfection like Lin Luoran would stay for his sake.
On the contrary, a girl like Lin Luoran was different from Song Zhen, whom he had met in the United States. Song Zhen had a girl's vanity, dreams of standing beneath the spotlights, wreathed in glory, looking down on everything and rising above it all. So she had acted on them, going to Paris, walking in fashion shows, competing for the crown. Her dreams had come true thanks to a powerful financial foundation, but the passion kindled by dreams so easily attained was destined not to last. Everything had burned to its peak and then gone up in smoke. Song Zhen had obediently returned home to attend her final year of high school. Gone was