"Third Young Master Jun, what you're doing is utterly pointless."
Third Young Master Jun glared back at her coldly, more angered and heartbroken upon seeing her protecting Gu Yan.
Because once, she had thrown herself over him with the same desperation, taking a bullet for him. His lonely, isolated heart trembled at that. He thought she genuinely cared about him, cared for him. He thought he had finally found warmth, found a love he once dismissed yet longed for.
"If you don't love me, why did you take a bullet for me back then?"
Ye Lu faltered, unaware herself. She just rushed out in that moment, an instinctive reaction. But time had passed and whether the reason mattered anymore was uncertain.
She and Third Young Master Jun had grown apart. This time there was no turning back. There was no point dragging her feet.
"If you had died then, I wouldn't have been able to live either. Saving you was like saving myself." She retorted, emotionless.
