Mo Cheng sat still, staring at the crowd ahead, desperately searching with his eyes to pinpoint Li Meirong's whereabouts. No matter where he looked, he found no trace of her. The girl had simply vanished into thin air!
His brother shook his head at him. "You should just let her go. Sister Meirong made herself abundantly clear to us. You do not hold a special place in her heart."
"This makes no sense." Mo Cheng rubbed his temple, turning back to assess the crowd once again with a forlorn glance. "I'm the one she should care for the most. We are the same, she and I."
Mo Cheng's frustration was reaching an all time high. He desperately wished Li Meirong would simply listen to him. There was so much he wanted to talk to her about, but he wasn't sure she'd understand.
