"I heard a woman say that you divorced Mu Liang,"
Qiao Xia nodded, "Yes, he's getting married."
Li Hui's heart suddenly filled with hope, quietly observing the girl before him. Separated by a glass door, there was a different kind of calmness, as if he were once again the confident and elegant scion of a wealthy family.
"Will you wait for me?"
"I won't."
Li Hui smiled wryly, a bit of self-mockery in his expression, "Yes, if it were me, I wouldn't wait either."
When it was time to say goodbye, Li Hui felt a bit reluctant. There was always a joke online.
Men and women at the end of a relationship, always tangled in the question, "Did you ever love me?"
He used to treat it as a joke, but now, he really wanted to ask, Xiaxia, did you ever love me?
What would her answer be?
But regardless of the answer, in the end, it didn't matter anymore, their fate had ended.
Even if she had loved him, what could it change? It only added to his regrets.
"Take care."
"You too."
