An Ruo, I won't let you have your way, I will never let you return to Tang Yuchen's side!"
After saying this, he turned and left eagerly, as if every second longer was cutting into his heart.
An Ruo lowered her eyes slightly.
Is such persistence worth it?
Is letting go really that difficult?
Xingtian didn't send An Ruo back to that small dark room. She stayed in her former bedroom, and there was someone to take care of her every day, but he never showed up again.
After a month of recuperation, An Ruo looked much better, but she was still so thin that it seemed a gust of wind could blow her over.
She no longer hoped that Xingtian would let her go. Perhaps she really would spend her life on this island.
However, this day, Xingtian came to see her and told her some news.
"An Ruo, do you want to know something? Tang Yuchen has a new love." He walked behind her, saying with a smile.
