Lu Li did not understand Xuan Sheng's words, but she could see the emotions in Xuan Sheng's eyes clearly.
The setting sun was very gentle, but it could not compare to Xuan Sheng's gaze.
Perhaps Xuan Sheng himself did not notice this gaze.
Every time he mentioned Xia Wanyuan, his eyes would subconsciously reveal this gentle gaze, making one know that Xuan Sheng must have thought of the softest person in his heart.
Lu Li could not tell what she was feeling. She felt suffocated and wanted to cry.
This feeling of wanting to cry was firstly because she was moved by Xuan Sheng's love, and secondly, because she was sad for Xuan Sheng.
Lu Li had always been a little confused about relationships.
However, at this moment, she looked at Xuan Sheng and suddenly felt that
Love was really the most confusing thing in the world.
If only everyone liked each other. That way, there would not be so many sad people.
