"Don't be upset," Lingxiao gently wiped away the tear that rolled down her cheek with his thumb, his voice tender with distress, "I have told myself more than once in secret that you can only be mine! But what I want is a happy you, not a you who is heartbroken and in pain. If you really have no feelings for me, I will leave, stay far away from you, so that I can't see you, then perhaps my heart wouldn't be in so much pain."
"Where will you go?" Zuo Xiangning pouted her red lips and furrowed her brows.
"To a place where no one can find me, to live out my remaining years." Lingxiao was extremely intelligent, and by the look on Zuo Xiangning's face, he knew she had already forgiven him somewhat.
