By the time Lu Jinwen had returned to the bungalow, Tang Mo'er had already left.
She had taken away with her the note, since her mom's handwriting was on it.
She was gone.
Lu Jinwen walked over, sitting on the bed and burrowing his face in the pillow. He could still smell Lin Xuanji's scent on it.
She had slept on that pillow and had sex with him on that very bed.
Lu Jinwen's Adam's apple bobbed, he closed his eyes and rested.
A euphonious voice replayed in his ears—-Mr Lu, do you love me?
—-Lu Jinwen, do you love me or not?
She hung around him and pestered him with that same question—-do you love me?
He never once answered her, nor did he tell her, I love you…
