When she left, Lu Yebai didn't speak, he simply watched her. Meng Xi'er glanced back at him, their eyes meeting. Meng Xi'er gave a faint smile, then turned and left.
In her heart she felt calm, and no longer felt sorrowful. The love and hatred that spanned over a decade had now frozen solid due to the cold-heartedness of this man.
If she was to die, she only hoped that in her next life, she wouldn't meet another Lu Yebai.
She just wanted to live peacefully with someone who truly loved her.
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The surgery had begun.
Lu Yebai stood up from the sofa, feeling uncharacteristically anxious. He stepped outside to smoke a cigarette.
The operation would last for a long time. Lu Yebai leaned against the wall, slowly smoking, trying to use nicotine to calm his irregular heartbeat.
