After he finished speaking, he left the room, his figure decisive and indifferent, not looking back at her even once.
Bang!
Meng Yao heard the sound of the door being slammed shut.
Warm liquid slid from the corner of her eyes. Meng Yao closed her eyes and wiped her tears with her hand. She curled her body up; the bathroom floor was cold and chilly, but it couldn't be colder than her heart.
Why?
She just loves him, is that wrong?
Is she wrong...
Meng Yao really didn't understand. Just because Luo Xiao and Tong Ran had those 21 years together, do they have to be together? But didn't Tong Ran fall in love with Mo Nanjue?
She really wanted to just end it all by bashing her head, but in the end, she couldn't bear to. If Luo Xiao encountered another accident, who would save him...
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