His most beloved Mengmeng, the girl who had been clinging to him since she was young and was unwilling to let go, actually wanted him to like another woman.
Mengmeng, how could she bear to let him treat another woman well?
Did she really give up on him?
Gu Xuan's heart was heavily injured. It was a pain that could not be healed, as if he had been hit by a hammer.
The veins on his twisted forehead burst out, and his deep and sinister eyes revealed a deep, Deep Madness and ridicule.
No, he was not willing. He was not willing to give up on Mengmeng Yingluo.
Can't give up Yingluo, absolutely, absolutely, can't let go Yingluo
Gu Xuan leaned against the corner of the wall and slipped with a pained expression.
His mind was filled with ruan Mengmeng's figure.
It was the look in her eyes when she had followed him since she was young, eager to get a response from him.
In his memory, his Mengmeng still loved him, admired him, and liked his Yingluo.
