An Ran thought about this and became even more heartbroken.
Would he rather see her sad, see her upset, watch her feel guilty, and even watch her commit suicide than tell her the truth of the matter?
In her heart, she understood Lou Hezhan less and less, and she grew more disappointed in him.
It seemed like something between them was becoming more distant.
Lou Hezhan walked up to her and touched her little face; his hand was icy cold and piercing. When he touched her face, she instinctively flinched.
It was this small action that made Lou Hezhan's expression turn even grimmer.
"Get some rest early tonight, I'll take you to see him tomorrow."
Then, he walked out.
An Ran looked toward the doorway, seemingly seeing a dark shadow leave.
Her eyesight was poor.
These days, she cried so much.
