The painting "Dawn" was her best proof that becoming a painter was her dream, but in this lifetime, chasing dreams was only part of it, and with the remaining time, she wanted to do even more meaningful things.
She wanted to watch her young man grow step by step into a towering man, establishing a territory that belonged to Pei Yan.
Princesses need not be aloof.
She, too, could walk amid the dust for her own king.
With you by my side, I'm not afraid of anything.
That was the most beautiful declaration of love that came from her lips—an expression of reliance and unreserved trust.
On a bitterly cold winter night, Pei Yan smiled tenderly, took her small hand, and placed it over his heart. The strong beating from there pulsed through her palm into her veins, spreading like drumbeats to another heart.
Leaving the KTV near half-past ten, regarding last week's programming assignment, classmate He Shumiao had already sent more than twenty messages of concern.
