"I know saying or doing anything now is useless! But I still want to say, Gu Xiaomo, I love you!" Because she hated him now, every time he only dared to stand far away and didn't dare to approach her.
With each step back, it felt like stepping on thorns, very painful, but he had to retreat.
Gu Xiaomo, I love you.
This was the sentence she had been waiting for him to say back then.
She even dreamed about it, dreamed about it, and woke up smiling.
At that time, her impression was just of liking Xiao Tonghao's purple hair and his military uniform.
There was no Dylan in her memory.
If Xiao Tonghao had accepted her, she would never have remembered Dylan.
She would consider him her true love and follow him for a lifetime.
But now, this love was like a thorn, standing between them.
Even somewhat ridiculous.
"But I don't love you." Gu Xiaomo said, lowering her head to try to remove his hand.
But Xiao Tonghao held on tightly.
