Do you really not mind?
Not once had Qiao Xu felt like she got slapped so hard and so painfully in her face.
She claimed she didn't care about Lu Moqing, but when she heard Su Rou's voice coming from Lu Moqing's mobile phone, the surging bitterness and pain came like a tornado, catching her off guard.
The pain she felt when Lu Moqing kicked her out of the Lu family for Su Rou's sake was like a sharp knife cutting through her heart.
It was at this moment that she truly understood, even after all these years, she still can't let go of Lu Moqing, not even a little bit.
That kind of love, deeply ingrained in her bones, occupied her childhood, her adolescence, her everything.
The things carved deep in the marrow, even if she tried hard to erase, were impossible to erase; the scars would forever exist.
"Qiao Xu!"
Lu Moqing stopped her and approached her, with deep eyes filled with unknown complexity, and stared at her face, "Did you ever care about me? Did you really?"
