“But I’m still a little sad.”
Yan Huan disliked this kind of life-and-death situation the most.
“That’s the right thing to do.”Lu Yi placed his hand on her hair and stroked it gently as if he was comforting the knot in her heart, “You’re not a cold-blooded animal. You’re a human. You have thoughts, and you will also have emotional fluctuations.”
“No matter how much you hate him and dislike him, you can’t deny that it’s because of this blood relationship. You Can’t forget it, and you can’t deny it.”
“He sacrificed six years for everything he had done in the past. It’s also his last six years.”
“Sometimes, forgiving others means letting go of yourself, right?”
