Lin weiyue's voice was so cold that ye xueluo could not accept it.
Lin weiyue could not control her emotions. She could not speak to ye xueluo calmly.
Lin weiyue could not help but think of the hurt that ye xueluo had caused her.
He had no idea how long she had been crying or how long she had been in pain.
He didn't know how important he had been to her back then.
To say sorry?
Ha, she, Lin weiyue, was also a human. She could be sad too. Did he know that?
Ye xueluo looked at Lin weiyue and thought of Qiu 'er.
The woman who always spoke with a clear and cheerful voice, the woman who always showed him her beauty.
However, he had injured and killed that woman.
He had been blinded by anger.
However, when he calmed down, he realized that one had to look at a person from the heart.
During that period of time, she was so good to him. It was so real. How could it be fake?
How could he doubt her? how could he doubt her sincerity?
