Su Mingyu paused for a moment, and then smiled at Leng Zi, "If all these questions and the final answer is a single person, then it means I like it, because liking not only has happiness, but also sadness, and also trust."
Leng Zi's eyes became increasingly cold as he looked at the woman in front of him. Previously, he had thought that this Su Mingyu was only a taciturn woman, but now that she said these words, he felt that he was suddenly enlightened.
Leng Zi's eyes revealed a dejected look. Then, he laughed at himself. "So … She never liked me. "
With that, Leng Zi Yue turned around and left, leaving behind a lonely back.
As Su Mingyu watched his leaving figure, she finally understood. So this was also a person who was hurt by love. No wonder his expression was so strange.
It was unknown if it was due to Leng Yue's medicine, but Gu Ruoyun's body temperature hadn't dropped, but she still hadn't seen him wake up.