"Oh? Really?" Mo Nanjue's lips curled coldly, "Why do you trust me? I find it hard to understand."
Tong Ran lowered her eyes, "I don't distrust you."
"Do you trust Luo Xiao?" Mo Nanjue lifted her chin, the anger in his eyes almost scorching her blind, "With how he has become like this, it's harder for you to accept than anything. Does that mean if he changed back, you could raise a glass with him and toast to the moon together?"
"Impossible!" Tong Ran looked away, "I don't love him."
"Did you ever love him?"
"...Never loved him."
"I don't believe you," Mo Nanjue leaned forward, pressing his knee against her side. He squinted his eyes, "Tong Ran, I originally didn't have to care about your past with Luo Xiao, but now, whenever I see you, I think of him. I wish I could dig out your heart, to remove the words 'Luo Xiao' from it, so you'd never remember such a person, and along the way, see if your heart is red or black..."
