To her, it didn't matter whether he explained or not.
To her, there is no difference.
When did he, Xuanyue Wushuang, be so humble in front of a woman?
Just because I fell in love with her...[
Why does he have to lower his body so low?
Let others trample on you at will?
Since...she turned a blind eye to his sincerity, since she had decided that he was not a good person, then he would go back to being the Xuanyue Wushuang he used to be.
As for her...
He believes that she is not just a woman.
No matter how much he likes it, he will always let it go.
He had given up on Yun Wudie back then, but now she could do the same.
A gust of wind blew over.
With a floral aroma.
In the blue sky, there are white clouds, and the sun is still shining brightly.
But this breeze is a bit cold.
It was icy and cool, and the coldness penetrated straight into his heart.
My warm heart was instantly frozen.
Xuanyue Wushuang's eyes gradually became colder. He gently touched his red and swollen face and suddenly sneered. Thinking of all the things he had done before, he felt even more chilled.
He doesn't have to be her either.
Although he also has sincerity, if the other person doesn't care, doesn't cherish it, or even throws his sincerity to the ground and tramples it hard, then he will take his heart back, treasure it well, and never give it to anyone easily.
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Luo Qixi returned to her room angrily and closed the door with a bang.
She remembered the surprised and hurt expression on Xuanyue Wushuang's face when she slapped him.
She walked aside and sat down, biting her lips and saying, "He has nothing to be sad about. I didn't accuse him of anything."[
Yes, the way he looked at her.
It was as if she had wronged him, as if her actions were inappropriate.
But had she wronged him?
She clearly saw him holding the little maid underneath him.
Perhaps, if she had gone a little later, the scene she would have seen would have been even more beautiful.
Nature is easy to change but hard to change. If he was really a man who took relationships seriously, he wouldn't marry so many women every year.
This is actually good.
At least she could see him clearly.
Otherwise, under his false warmth and sweet words, she would really think that he is a good man.
The palms of my hands are still a little numb.
That slap just now was quite powerful.
She looked down at her palms, which were already red.
Now that I think about it, she was actually a little impulsive just now.
What she did just now...
But who asked him to hug him?
After he hugged another woman just a moment ago, he hugged himself again. What kind of woman did he think she was? He asked for that slap. He deserved it and couldn't blame her.
Men, you really shouldn’t believe it easily.
Thinking back to his confession to her, she felt that he was so sincere and she felt moved in her heart. After he jumped off the cliff, she shed so many tears for him...
Should we say that he is too good at acting, or is this how he treats women? Isn’t she just the special one?
On that day, even if another woman was with him, would he choose to do that?