"I think you should go back first and think it over!" It’s better to be clear now than to regret it later.
Ning An thought for a moment and added, "We can talk again after going back to Jing City."
"I disagree!" Xu Weiran furrowed his brows slightly.
Why leave now if there’s an issue to solve?
"Then what do you suggest?" It’s not like it’s anyone’s first time in love.
He was the one questioning their feelings; allowing him to rethink and backtrack wasn’t acceptable.
"I misspoke, and I apologize! I shouldn’t have questioned your attitude toward this relationship. You’re right, love needs time to grow—I was just too impatient. Can we turn over a new leaf regarding today’s events?"
Whether it’s arguing or giving each other the silent treatment, it only drains their love.
He had never thought about breaking up, so naturally, he wouldn’t allow such a thing to happen.
Ning An: "But what if you still feel that I don’t love you enough?" Just moving on can’t pretend the issue doesn’t exist; unresolved, it only worsens.
"Then I will just have to love you more," said Xu Weiran.
He was mistaken—love wasn’t a transaction; it’s not about how much one gives to guarantee a return.
Any investment can fail, and love is no different.
If you focus solely on the outcome from the start, it only drives things in the opposite direction.
Since she believed that love would come naturally, he would be the one to give more, like pouring water into a vessel—one pours more, the other less, but eventually, it will overflow.
Ning An: "But what if in the end, you don’t get the outcome you want?"
Xu Weiran: "Then I accept the loss!"
Love is like a gamble, neither can predict the outcome, all one can do is be responsible for their choices.
Who made him fall for this girl after being single for twenty-six years?
He would accept the loss.
Ning An: "Alright, I’ll try not to let you lose."
If the other party was willing to wager their feelings, she couldn’t let them lose too terribly.
"Although I haven’t thought about marriage yet, I’m not just playing around, either. I’m serious about our relationship, don’t worry, I will treat our love with care."
"Okay!" Xu Weiran reached out his hand to her, and Ning An placed her hand in his.
Xu Weiran clasped her hand firmly in his and said, "From now on, do not casually mention breaking up."
"It’s not that I fear your regret..." Seeing her staring at him, he smiled and corrected himself, "Alright, I promise you!"
Xu Weiran’s expression softened, holding her hand he said, "Let’s go! Weren’t you going to take me somewhere else?"
As they left the complex, it had started to snow again outside.
Ning An caught a snowflake in her hand, turned around, and smiling at Xu Weiran said, "Have you ever heard the poem, ’If together in the snow, we gray as one in this life’? Walking through the snow just , could it be we too are growing old together?"
Xu Weiran: "You probably haven’t heard the second half."
"There’s more?" Ning An indeed hadn’t.
Xu Weiran glanced at her, slowly said, "When unexpectedly an old friend comes to mind, looking back the mountains and rivers are already in autumn, with love as persistent as snow, we gray as one in this life. If gray hair could be replaced by snow, why would there be any heartache in the world? If you are by my side at this moment, why need snow to turn our hair white?"