I love you.
This isn't the first time she's heard someone say these three words. Many years ago, when she was with Qin Mu, that man said them too. She was overjoyed hearing Qin Mu say these words, but when Lu Shifeng said them?
Her heart was trembling.
She didn't understand why her heart would tremble, that shivering feeling mixed with ache and numbness, tears wanting to flow from her eyes yet forcibly held back by her. In such chaotic times, the only thought flooding through her mind was—Xingyu, don't cry, you're wearing a mask now and only your eyes are visible; if you cry, you'll look even worse.
She didn't want him to see that ugly side of her.
Yet she didn't want to admit it either, constantly reminding herself—Su Xingyu, don't fall for Lu Shifeng's tricks again, don't believe his nonsense about responsibility, care, and love; the person who hurt you the most in this world is him.
