He knew nothing of others, nor had he been with anyone else.
But after meeting Wen Xian, she seemed intelligent, yet she was foolish when her heart fluttered for someone.
Willing to fall into peril for a man, disregarding her own life
Willing to give a man her money, not scrutinizing whether he lied or not.
When he made her a bowl of brown sugar ginger soup, she would say he was really kind.
But she didn't know, not every man in this world was him.
Whether during training or on the battlefield, if they were deceived by the enemy's disguise, what awaited them was defeat, was death.
Wen Xian listened vaguely to these words, her heart trembled slightly, as if she didn't quite understand.
Her voice was weak as she asked, "Why, why say this… will you hurt me?"
Lu Xiao: "..."
She then slowly continued, "…Actually, I'm not afraid, Lu Xiao, because I know it's you, so I know, you won't hurt me…"
Although she was seldom loved, she didn't want cheap love.
