Chu bingxuan's heart was bitter and helpless, but no matter how bitter it was, as long as he could see her more and face her more, he would gladly endure it.
Even if it was arsenic, it was honey to him.
He felt that he was really not like himself anymore.
He had never thought that he would change anything for a woman, and he had never thought that he would become so humble for a woman.
This must be love!
"Xin LAN, it was my fault in the past."
"Chu bingxuan, why do you always bring up the past when I talk to you?"
"As long as you can forget, I can forget too."
When Xia Xin LAN heard this, she tightened her grip on the glass of water. It was hard to forget about it, and even harder to start over.
The human heart was ever-changing and uncontrollable.
She could feel Chu bingxuan's carefulness and care for her, but she was just timid. She didn't dare to love, because if she didn't love, she wouldn't be hurt.
