In that instant, He Panpan finally realized what the problem between them was.
Xia Jue had never directly answered the question she had asked again and again.
"Do you not like me at all?"
Xia Jue sighed. "Can you stop making a fuss?"
"I just want to know whether you like me! Is that question so hard?"
Xia Jue thought for a moment, then said quietly, "I don't like the person you are now. The way you are makes me feel that you're no longer the person you were at the beginning."
He Panpan froze where she stood. Xia Jue paid her no further attention, merely turning back to comfort Su Jiu in his arms.
At that moment, she found the scene unexpectedly painful to look at, and certain things became clear to her.
But was she going to bow out? Perhaps if she stepped away from the two of them, she would finally be free...
The red tinge in He Panpan's eyes deepened. She closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, the redness had vanished completely beneath her black pupils.
She thought that she would not give up. Even if this godlike man felt only a hazy fondness for her, that still meant she had a chance!
Without He Panpan realizing it, her resentful qi toward Su Jiu and her obsessive fixation on Xia Jue kept growing as time passed.
By the end, she had even forgotten why they were still wandering through the Miasma Forest.
These two people filled her heart and her eyes. They were all she had left.
The three of them seemed to be maintaining a delicate balance, until the scene she witnessed with her own eyes that night shattered it completely.
The night breeze stirred the dead branches on the surrounding