She looked at him with eyes as cold as the thin ice in the icy and snowy land. The words she spoke suddenly stabbed into Lu Moqing's heart.
He would rather she yelled furiously at him than to see her treat him with such indifferent attitude.
For a moment, he felt that if he had truly angered her then, their relationship with Qiao Xu would indeed have become irreparable.
As he thought this way, he unconsciously loosened his grip on her hand, and Qiao Xu took the opportunity to break free and walk towards the roadside without looking back. A taxi just happened to drive by, she hailed it, and got in without any hesitation.
Lu Moqing watched Qiao Xu's taxi getting farther and farther away, and a familiar pain flashed through his heart.
"Even the most tenacious heart will eventually break..."
Old Lady's voice rang beside him, pulling him out of those inexplicable painful thoughts.
"Grandma..."
