He had no way out anymore. She didn't love him, no matter how deeply he felt, no matter how hard he tried, she would never love him...
Li Qingshen thought and thought until he suddenly felt at a loss. He had loved her for so long, he had loved her so deeply, she did not accept his love and asked him to forget her, but who could tell him, after he stopped loving her, what should he do?
Suddenly, Li Qingshen became somewhat frantic and reached out to tightly grasp her wrist.
Ling Momo's body stiffened; she neither dodged nor turned around.
Li Qingshen didn't know what he should say. At this moment, this man, usually omnipotent and high above, like a god, appeared like a child, helpless and lost.
His eyes darted around; he knew he had woken up from his dream and couldn't continue to deceive himself. In the past, he could lie to himself, believing that she would fall in love with him.
