Ling Chuxia abruptly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed those images flashing through her mind. Her voice was dry and ice-cold, "Xinxin, don't ask anything, okay?"
"Xiaxia..."
"I and Shi Che are over." She paused, then laughed mockingly, "No, we never started, nor ended. We've simply returned to our respective places, back to the very beginning."
Ling Chuxia said this last sentence in a voice so low, almost a murmur, that Ji Xinxin could hardly hear it. All she could sense was the calm despair in Ling Chuxia's words, and her own heart couldn't help but tighten.
Although she really wanted to know what had happened, since Ling Chuxia didn't want to talk, it was not right for her to press for answers at this time. She could only say, "Okay, I'll contact a lawyer for you, Xiaxia. No matter what happens, you must remember you still have me. Whatever decisions you make, I will support you."
