They kept on walking at a slow pace.
Zhenyi's mind was in frenzy. Though she answered the question honestly, what happened in the morning came back to remind her that her marriage was not wine and roses. they had their own messes to deal with.
Long Jie's fear of sharing his past with her, Zhenyi's fear of getting her trust broken again, and their fear of failing to each other.
"How do you live with it?" Zhenyi asked her in almost a whisper.
"With what? " Grandmother Mian asked her in confusion. she didn't get what Zhenyi meant by ' it'.
"With lies and secrets," Zhenyi answered her question much to ease the elderly woman's confusion.
She looked at Zhenyi, her eyes were dull, weary, and aged. Her eyes spoke of her pains and struggle.
