……
leng xiaomo took a taxi to the airport alone.
She looked at the message that she had just sent, and her eyes gradually reddened with tears, but her lips were slightly curved.
In the end, she put her phone away and looked out of the car window. She didn't know what to feel.
Was it regret, frustration, or pain?
Or perhaps, it was a bitter and sweet feeling?
Secret love, although bitter, if there was nothing good about it, you wouldn't miss it.
Do you regret?
Leng Xiaomo thought.
Maybe she regretted it, maybe she didn't, but so what if she regretted it? she only knew that she would love him for the rest of her life. Her love for him would not fade with the passage of time, but would only grow deeper.
Who could be as clear as her?
She had been in love for an entire youth.
However, they didn't understand. Whether it was her parents or her brother, they were all telling her that she would meet someone better.
No, he wouldn't.
