The two of them remained in silence for a very long time. Wu Hao did not turn his head to look at Xu Wennuan and continued to look straight at the night view. Then, as if he had thought through it deeply and filtered his words, he suddenly asked, "Nuannuan, is there really no hope for us to start fresh again?"
When Xu Wennuan heard him speak, her black pupils moved slightly. She didn't know whether it was because the wind was blowing into her eyes or it was because she had stared at the same spot for too long, but her eyes were stinging. She was not in a hurry to reply and seemed to be seriously considering his question. After an extended silence, she finally gave him an unusually calm reply. "Wu Hao, you must be aware in your heart that we are no longer who we were in the past."
Wu Hao looked down and nodded his head lightly with a quiet expression on his face. "Yes, we are no longer who we were in the past."
