Meng Xi'er sat there, her eyes astonishingly black. For a moment, Mrs. Lu thought they were filled with tears.
After a while, she nodded slightly. "Alright. I agree."
Seeing her nod, Mrs. Lu finally breathed a sigh of relief. A smile appeared on her face as she gently patted the back of Meng Xi'er's hand to show her gratitude.
Meng Xi'er didn't say anything more. She simply turned her head to look out the window, her gaze fixed on a certain spot in silence.
Lu Yebai watched her.
Many times, he was just a bystander. He watched Meng Xi'er wrestle with her love for Lu Qingchuan. He observed from the sidelines.
As their breakup unfolded, as they were torn apart, he neither fuelled the situation nor offered help. He was just like an outsider.
Who said he wasn't an outsider?
In Lu Qingchuan's and Meng Xi'er's love, there was no room for him.
Lu Yebai noticed that she had been spending more and more time looking out the window.
