We always heard that there are only two types of love:
Intimate love and platonic love.
But people like Yu Kim believed there is a third type of love:
The one-sided love.
And it's the most beautiful one.
You feel the moments alone.
You feel the happiness alone.
You feel the pain alone.
And...
You love all alone...
Li Qiao was not planning on listening to Yu Kim. He took yet another step away from her. Yu Kim narrowed her eyes at him. "Li Qiao, get your damn a** right here before I drag you myself."
Li Qiao's eyes widened at her loud voice. But the words were not shocking at all. They were more amusing. But the surprising fact was; It had been years, she stopped calling him Li Qiao. She always stuck with Sir or Mr. Li. Too formal. As if creating a barrier of ranks between them.
But the amusement in Li Qiao's eyes was swapped with plaintive glint as she held his wrist and dragged him to the sofa and almost pushed him from his broad shoulders to take a seat.
