Even if he forgot, he still fell in love with Meng Xi'er. It was indeed a doomed relationship. How could this happen? Her heart ached, for Lu Yebai, and for Meng Xi'er.
If she hadn't interfered initially, Meng Xi'er might have already been with Lu Yebai, then he wouldn't be in such pain now.
Seeing his mother's teary-eyed expression, Lu Yebai whispered, "It's not your fault."
"…Yebai…"
"At our last meeting," Lu Yebai took a deep puff of his cigarette, "Qingchuan told me that I am no different from the past."
"…"
"At that time, I didn't understand what he meant." Lu Yebai's face, shrouded by the pale blue smoke, seemed somewhat ethereal, "Now, I might understand."
He looked up into the distance, his eyes revealing a hint of restrained pain. "Whether or not I remember her, the person who hurt her was always me. How much could you all have hurt her? You simply made her uncomfortable. And I…"
Almost killed her.
