The sweltering summer breeze disperses a layer of bewildering coolness amidst the red dust's lingering song.

  "I know you're still angry now, it's okay, as long as you're still here..."

  A faint, forced smile played on his lips, a pale face hiding a heart full of pain.

  "That's enough, Soo Hee-jae, I don't love you. From the moment you said you never loved me"

  You should have thought of that, we were never meant to be anyway.

  "Don't make me feel like you're now doing what I used to do three years ago when we already ended everything."

  If young people were straightforward with each other instead of forcing a smile and saying "I love you", perhaps the cold words would be less trembling and unbearable.

  Everything will eventually deviate from its original orbit and repeating the same mistakes is just another rendition of tragic vanity.

  Three years are enough for the wind to blow away all the remnants of what once was. Why must you, young one, stir up everything again and disrupt the peace that has been established?

  Flaxen hair softly clings to the delicate cheeks of the young man, and his glaucous eyes are filled with a desolate coolness.

  After a long while, he lowered his eyelids, and the long and dense eyelashes cast a shadow, as if thinking deeply, or perhaps helplessly.

  The evening breeze swept across both cheeks, carrying the fragrance of blooming flowers and a hint of coolness.

  The young man slowly raised his head, and his glassy eyes, hidden under his flaxen hair, rippled with a hint of sadness.

  In a daze, it's as if I've fallen into a valley of memories, with such familiar emotions and expressions.

  Young man, was the complexity in your eyes three years ago mixed with bitter sorrow?

  The feelings that were once read but not understood have been defined as ridicule, and the passing by of shoulders has destined all this to be a matter of fate.

  She slightly shook her head, and the deep-seated emotions that had been secretly harbored in her heart for a long time were strangled by the stubborn word "destined".

  "If nothing's wrong, then I'll leave first." A faint coolness spread around her neck, and the soft light reflected off the remaining glow.

  Suddenly, the youth's dull eyes gradually filled with starlight-like radiance, and he grasped my arm to prevent me from leaving, saying in a clear and gentle voice.

  "Fleeting coolness, regardless of past complexities, I only know that currently residing in my heart is just you alone."

  I'm sorry for the harm that was once given to you, but I also hope to use the gentle flow of time to fulfill the long-overdue promise, so...

  "Alright, this time I'll say it, I love you, okay?" The orange-red sunset warmed the gentle and tender eyes of the young man.

  Time's hourglass seems to have stopped at the moment, and the beautiful fine sand is lightly depicting the soft heart that has leaked away in that one beat.

  Quietly feeling the pulsation from the left atrium, the long-lost familiar sensation surges in the heart.

  It's just... The prosperous world will eventually become a rusty and worn-out ruin.

  The beautiful promise of youth will eventually collapse in the years that flow like water.

  Su Hechen, you need to know that one day I will become the second An Banzhen.

  The forever you thought would eventually become a girl who used to be like that in the past years.

  You will also see clearly, what you call love is just a habit.

  Used to saying I love you, used to trying to love me, but in fact never loved.

  It was just as reckless as three years ago, everything was just youthful arrogance after all.

  Three years ago was enough to prove that some love is unbearable at a glance.

  There will always be a day when the young man will see clearly that the one who accompanies him for life may not necessarily be the only one he thought of in his youth.

  "No, Mu Liang, listen to me, if I betray you again, heaven will strike me with lightning"

  And I know, have always known, you are the one who has always loved me."

  Her eyes flickered with some unease and panic, and she spoke incoherently like a child.

  Dear, your sudden intrusion now makes me wonder what to do.

  The sweltering summer's crimson dust swirls open a patch of bewildered coolness.

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