"Impossible, Yanqing brother, your feelings for me can't be fake. You've been so kind to me, I don't believe it's all a lie!" Xie Ruilin's eyes brimmed with tears, her body swaying, unable to bear it.
She would rather Song Yanqing hate her.
But she absolutely can't accept that he doesn't love her.
Song Yanqing's kind behavior was only because Xie Ruotong's situation was too tragic, which caused him to feel guilty.
But that's not it.
Song Yanqing fell in love with Xie Ruotong.
"My kindness towards you was only because I eternally remember the life-saving grace," Song Yanqing spoke calmly to Xie Ruilin, treating her as if she were a stranger, "Always mindful of your kindness, I forced myself to be good to you, only good to you."
Xie Ruilin looked at Song Yanqing in disbelief.
She couldn't believe it.
"The person I love is Xie Ruotong," said Song Yanqing.
He finally said it.
Xie Ruilin's tears streamed down.
She found it very ironic.
The irony was extreme.
