Ji Xinxin's anger in her eyes trembled slightly as Ling Chuxia said those words. She spoke very calmly, so calmly it seemed as if she didn't care at all, but Ji Xinxin could feel the dead silence and sadness in her words.
"Xiaxia..."
Ling Chuxia's eyes reddened, yet she forced a smile on her lips and stifled the sob in her voice as she said to Ji Xinxin, "Actually, today, Shi Che asked me to wait for him. He said he had something to tell me. I knew what he might say, yet I couldn't let go, I still held a little hope. Then I waited, from morning till night, but he never came back. I even made excuses for him, thinking he must be busy, must be held up. In the end, I made a phone call."
Ling Chuxia suddenly laughed, "Guess what happened?"
Ling Chuxia's laugh sounded almost like crying, and Ji Xinxin, looking at her, couldn't bring herself to say anything.
