Lin Wu picked up her cup, took a sip of water, and asked, "Old Iron, have you been hurt by a girl before?"
Otherwise, how could your thoughts be so extreme?
"No." Lu Ye laughed, "How could a person like me, who doesn't even believe in love, be hurt by someone?"
Lin Wu frowned subtly, "Then, do you plan to find a girlfriend in the future?"
"No marriage."
"What if you meet someone you like?" Lin Wu continued to ask.
"Someone I like?" Speaking of this, Lu Ye's face was full of confidence, "I will never meet someone I like in this life."
Lin Wu just looked at him, narrowing her eyes slightly, "You say that as if you're quite sure of yourself, aren't you?"
Lu Ye turned to look at Lin Wu, "It's your thinking that's wrong. Love is deceiving; why would any adult believe in love?"
The world is too chaotic.
Men and women, the dazzle of city lights.
Lu Ye doesn't believe in love precisely because he has seen too much.
