Li Xue couldn't believe it. Things that happened started flashing in front of her eyes as she remembered how she first saw the person in the hospital and donated her blood. She remembered how slowly their relationship developed.
To say that she was happy to know all this would be false. Because happiness was the last thing she felt in her heart. There was a past she wanted to blame someone for, but a part of her also knew that not exactly that person was responsible for the things. Then how could she blame him?
A part of her wanted her to be childish and blame the person for everything. But then the rational side of her was showing her the facts and love she had known and received in all those previous days. After all, she couldn't be wrong to differentiate the genuine sincerity from its opposite half.
