On this cold rainy night, Lie Xunjue looked as if he had been dragged from the depths of an icy sea.
Water flowed coldly from him, soaking him through, as she lifted her small face, rain striking it and trickling into her eyes.
She couldn't distinguish whether the moisture on her face was from tears or raindrops.
Nor could she tell if his eyes held rain or tears.
All she knew was, she could never forget the Li Family's malice and prejudice against her.
She only knew that she and he could never overcome the barrier between stepmother and stepson.
She was aware that life was fleeting, not only hers, but Xiao Bai's as well, and she refused to let herself, or Xiao Bai, live forever under the disdain and scorn of others.
So, she had to bear the pain of losing love.
Indeed, in this world, there are many things more important than love, like life, like family ties...
