Lin weiyue's face turned pale and stiff, and the corners of her mouth curved into a bitter smile.
Even if she had hidden it well, beiming Qinghan had seen it clearly.
Lin weiyue suppressed the bitterness in her heart so that no one could see her weakness.
Although she had lost everything that belonged to ye xueluo and flattened the place where he used to live, it was impossible for her to forget her memories so easily.
Half a month wasn't a long time, but it wasn't a short time either. She felt that some memories could be forgotten, but she couldn't pretend that he didn't exist when she mentioned him.
Especially ye xueluo, who was the person she had come into contact with and trusted in this era. She was the person she had fallen for.
However, that person was really cruel.
It was useless even if she hated him.
No matter how calm Lin weiyue tried to stay, her breathing revealed her emotions.
