However, to her surprise, not only did he ignore her, he crawled back into his car as if he couldn't bear to be in the same breathing space as her. He treated her the same way he did five years ago. A simple gesture could lacerate her heart a million times.
She felt awkward and exposed, even though she knew that no one was paying them any heed. She ran away quickly with her face burning. Then, she hid behind a lamp-post and saw how Su Zhinian was leaning over the seat to help Song Qingchun, who had appeared in the car, with her seatbelt.
Today, just like five years ago at the nightclub, she had again witnessed how he went ham on another human being for Song Qingchun's sake.
The man that she loved could perform the tenderest of gestures but could also explode with menace and anger that could swallow the world depending on the situation.
However, be it menace or kindness, they had nothing to do with her; they were reserved for Song Qingchun only.
