Luo Haofeng didn't expect Bai Xiaoxiao to reply to his message.
It was just an involuntary waiting.
One minute passed, ten minutes passed, half an hour passed.
He waited until dawn, but Bai Xiaoxiao didn't send him a single word. Despite knowing this outcome, despite the heartache numbing him, he could still feel a faint pain.
He stared at his phone, and a bitter smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
The phone screensaver was a picture of Bai Xiaoxiao, her smile bright and pure. Every time he saw her smile, he felt like the whole world became radiant.
But at this moment, he only felt heartache.
Would he ever see such a smile again?
The answer was impossible.
Xiaoxiao, I really hope you hate me, don't hate yourself, don't blame yourself.
And don't harm yourself and the baby in your belly.
He sincerely prayed that even if Bai Xiaoxiao never wanted to see him again in this lifetime, he hoped she would quickly move on and live happily again like before.
