"Of course you think she's great, then you can rest easy and be with Sisi!"

"Honestly, what you said was pretty tactless!"

Cao Bei lit another cigarette, took several puffs with his eyes closed, and then said, "The thing I wanted to stick to most in my life was marrying Yang Sisi. Even if it meant never touching a motorcycle again, I would have been willing... But as you all know, even though I can't ride motorcycles, I still couldn't marry Yang Sisi... Am I the biggest failure in the world?... At first, I couldn't accept this outcome at all. I wanted to destroy everything related to Yang Sisi... So, I deleted all the messages she sent me, threw away the clothes she bought me, and even tore up her photos... I thought I was at peace, but thinking about it, my heart started to ache again... I can delete the messages, throw away the clothes, and tear up the photos... But can I cut myself open and throw away my own heart?... I can't do that, so I can only try to let go..."

Cao Bei raised his head, his Adam's apple bobbing. After a long pause, he spoke again to me, "We've gotten a bit off-topic... I came to see you for nothing else... I just wanted to ask you to send me a picture of her wedding attire on your wedding day... It's a picture I've imagined thousands of times... Whether it's different from what I pictured or not, I want to see it... Just remember that... Everything else is just nonsense." (To chat with more like-minded people about "My Tenant Sister," follow "Hot Articles" or "rd444" on WeChat to discuss your favorite books.)