Just like the last life... Deceived so easily, lived a life of misery and pain, only to realize it at death.
The dark shadow of the last life constantly loomed over her, like a shadow following, impossible to shake off. As soon as she thought of the tragically dead baby, Luo Qiangwei's entire body would turn frigid, as if she had committed some unforgivable sin...
She was coaxed by him just like that... She even thought about forgiving him.
She was outrageously mistaken; it was not a matter of forgiveness between them... A lost life cannot be compensated for, even if it doesn't exist in this life.
They should be strangers—people suited to leading separate lives.
Mo Shiche's eyebrows furrowed as he noticed the sarcasm in her eyes, "What does that 'oh' mean? I don't have female friends, shouldn't you be happy?"
