Standing in front of Li Zhiwei, Qie Wang looked at her strangely. “Zhiwei, why do you look a little taller?”

“How can I be taller? I’m getting old.”

Li Zhiwei sat beside Qie Wang. She took out a bottle of wine from her pocket and handed it to him.

“Look, these were my brother’s favorite wine and his famous dumpling. I’ve been trying to do it for years, and it’s starting to look like it.”

Qie Wang couldn’t help but swallow his saliva when he smelled the aroma of dumplings.

He sat on the sofa and looked at Li Zhiwei. It took him a long time to speak. “Zhiwei, I don’t blame you.”

“I know, Brother Wang.”

Li Zhi smiled softly.

Her smile was pretty but had an unspeakable sense of heroism to it.

“Brother Wang, you’re the best person to me besides my brother. I’m very grateful to you. You’re the only one who hasn’t laughed at me all these years, and I appreciate it.”

Li Zhiwei’s voice was soft with a hint of grievance.

Qie Wang looked at Li Zhiwei and suddenly said, “Zhiwei, love cannot be forced.”

“I know. Brother Wang, I know.”

Li Zhiwei picked up a dumpling with a smile in her tears and slowly chewed it in her mouth. She looked at the window and said lightly, “Brother Wang, because I have no sense of propriety these years, I only relied on you for everything, which caused Sister Shanyue to divorce you. I’m sorry for causing you so much trouble over the years. ”

Qie Wang said hesitantly, “It’s not your fault, Zhiwei. After the divorce, I realized that there was something wrong with my marriage. It wasn’t your fault or anyone else’s. It’s all on me.”

“No, I was the one who was wrong. If I hadn’t kept on bothering you, Sister Shanyue wouldn’t be so hurt.”

Li Zhiwei reached out to wipe the tears from her face.

The way Li Zhiwei looked broke Qie Wang’s heart.

He treated Li Zhiwei as his sister all these years, but now he knew it was wrong.

It was his fault for not knowing how to do things properly. That was why his wife ended the marriage out of disappointment.

He also knew that none of it was Li Zhiwei’s fault. He was the one in the wrong, not her.

“Zhiwei, it’s too late. You should go back.”

Li Zhiwei looked at Qie Wang with indescribable sadness and a hint of disappointment in her heart, a variety of emotions mixed together.

Once, he would always support her no matter what.

He would become her constant support.

Now, he had given up on her.

Qie Wang gave up Li Zhiwei for Yan Shanyue.

“Brother Wang, I will go back after eating dumplings. I won’t return to the Imperial Capital anymore. I beg you to remember to help me see my brother and my mother during the Qingming Festival.”

Qie Wang nodded. He was silent for a while and then said, “Okay.”

There was a bright shimmer in Li Zhiwei’s eyes.

She lowered her head, looked at Qie Wang, and said, “Come on, Brother Wang. Thank you for your care over the past 40 years. I hope you can be with Sister Shanyue again.”

Li Zhiwei held her wine glass up. Qie Wang also held his wine glass and clinked Li Zhiwei’s gently.

Li Zhiwei turned sideways and emptied her glass in one gulp.

“This one is for the youth we once had.”

“This one is for our parting tomorrow.”

“This one…”