"The person is gone, you can come out now." Sitting back on the sofa, Ling Wuxie's voice was very faint, yet a dark glint crossed the depths of his eyes.
Ling Xuexue walked out, looking at him with a somewhat complicated expression. After a long time, she simply retreaded old ground, "Can you let me go now?"
"Xuexue, don't make me angry, it's not good for you." Ling Wuxie looked at her, his gaze somewhat cold, but his voice was as calm as ever.
"I don't want to make you angry either, but you can't ignore my feelings just because of your one-sided desires."
"One-sided desires?" Ling Wuxie chuckled softly, no longer speaking. But flashing through his mind were memories of the innocent Xuexue who had relied on him wholeheartedly.
(——Memory Divider——)
"Awake?"
"Little Uncle, when did you come back?"
"Yesterday." Ling Wuxie said, reaching out to brush aside the hair that had fallen across Ling Xuexue's cheek.
