"Stop talking, Xiaoqiao, don't say it... I can't bear that kind of 'if'."
Gong Xiaoqiao continued rambling, "But Gu Hangshen told me, to someone who doesn't love me, no matter what I do, it's just a ridiculous monologue—hurting my own sadness, agonizing over my own sorrow, without affecting anyone... Qin Yao, is it true? To you, am I just an insignificant person?"
"No! Not at all! You are the most important person in my life! I would be sad, I would be heartbroken, I'd be in so much pain I could die!"
"As long as I have your word, that's enough for me. I won't ask you why you left me, why you don't want me."
"Xiaoqiao, I can't make any promises to you right now, but please give me a little time..."
Not far from the car.
Jinmulin did his best to shrink into a corner as far away from Gu Hangshen as possible.
This guy had come rushing over like a madman; he was here now and had seen everything with his own eyes. Why was he so calm then?
So terrifying...