She laughed, her voice was careless.

But Tian Feifei saw that, although she spoke so freely, her tears slowly fell down.

Tian Feifei felt sad. She pulled the napkin and wiped it carefully for Yang Die.

"It's OK, it's OK. After a night, get a good sleep. Maybe everything hasn't changed."

She didn't know how to comfort herself, and that's the only way she said it.

"Tian Feifei, you said that we were only in love for one time, who is hindering us in the end, and want to hurt us like this? What's wrong with them? Is true love impossible?"

Yang Di finally burst into tears and turned to...