Not knowing was alright, but now that everything is known, how can one pretend nothing happened?
"It's late, let me take you home," Jun Mochan said, pulling her up from the stool.
His palm was warm, matching the warmth from her memories, and suddenly Ye Ranran didn't want to break free anymore.
She let him lead her.
He walked her to the Wen Family's doorstep and watched her enter the house.
He rushed back eagerly, needing to know what exactly happened, why she had changed like this.
As soon as Ye Ranran stepped into the living room, she saw Fu Rong sitting there.
He sat there as if he owned the place, lazily and casually, exuding an indifference that was hard to ignore.
Ye Ranran walked forward as if she didn't see him.
"Is this a case of forgetting old love because of new love?" he asked with thick sarcasm as soon as he spoke.
Ye Ranran stopped in her tracks: "Did you ever love me?"
Fu Rong remained silent.
