Chapter 1177: Ancient Death (3)

Lu Weixi felt that she was—a bit masochistic.

She clearly knew that Qin Zhiyou's smoking and melancholy were not for her. His waiting for her outside the hospital was merely for the sake of appearances, and perhaps he even had other things holding him up at that time. Yet, she knew that Qin Zhiyou rarely smoked, let alone so fiercely. He had been so heartless last time, but here was Lu Weixi, still worrying about him, still anxious that something might have happened to him.

She clearly knew that she had never been in his heart, that everything was just for his own satisfaction. That accidental touch just now, although it embarrassed her a bit, did indeed waver her resolve. But seeing Qin Zhiyou frowning all the time and then hastily leaving, she knew all her wavering was just her own wishful thinking.

But she couldn't help worrying about him. No matter how far apart they were, no matter how long they'd been separated, his every action still tugged at her heart.