How could Liuli remember everything from before he was fifteen so clearly? It was as if she had lived through it all herself. It was utterly inconceivable!
Xiao Yan stared at the pink-haired girl's retreating back, feeling that something about this was off. If not for the current atmosphere, he would have rushed forward to question her properly.
That girl had far too many little secrets!
Meanwhile, Xun Er had also sunk into deep self-doubt. Her head hung low, nearly touching her chest. Her long dark hair cascaded down, concealing her face and making her expression impossible to discern. Her delicate body trembled faintly with agitation.
Liuli glanced at Xun Er's state and pursed her lips. In the end, she softened her tone somewhat. "I'm not questioning your feelings for Xiao Yan. I'm only reminding you not to keep putting yourself on that lofty pedestal for too long. It's easy to get knocked off!"
With that, space around her rippled. Her figure distorted and gradually vanished...
"Liuli!"
Seeing Liuli about to slip away, Xiao Yan called out instinctively and unconsciously stepped forward.
But the Young Girl merely raised her eyes to look at him. Her once-bright eyes were somewhat vacant, and they even glistened with tears.
"Bastard..."
Her small lips parted as she softly cursed him. A clear tear slid from the corner of her eye, and then she disappeared into the moonlight.
Xiao Yan froze where he stood, his outstretched hand hanging stiffly in midair as his dark pupils trembled slightly.
That was right! How had he failed to consider Liuli's feelings? Was Xun Er the only one among the three of them who felt miserable?
She liked him too. She was selfish when it came to love too, and she would be sad and hurt when someone else