"Tianxing, do you know why Zhiqing chose to turn a blind eye even though she knows you have ambiguous relationships with other women?"
Lin Qianru looked at Lu Tianxing, took a deep breath, and sighed softly again: "Because she loves you, even more than she loves herself. She would rather choose to be hurt thoroughly, crying in her dreams every night, than see you sad for even a moment."
"This is love, a woman's true love..."
Halfway through her speech, Lin Qianru fell silent, sighed again, and sometimes pondered what kind of charm this man she deeply loves possesses to make so many women so devoted to him.
She even wondered sometimes, if she hadn't met this man in this life, what would her life be like? Would she meet another man she likes?
