Time passed by, second after second, nearly in the blink of an eye, half an hour had gone by.
Glas opened the door and said to Meng Xi'er, who stood at the entrance, "Now, you can go in."
"…"
Meng Xi'er pursed her lips, nodded at Glas, and lifted her gaze toward the inside of the room.
In the spacious room, there was only a sofa, and Lu Yebai was sitting there, eyes closed, appearing to be asleep.
She stepped inside, Glas closed the door behind her, and suddenly it was just Lu Yebai and her in the room.
She walked over slowly, looking at the man's face, and let out a silent sigh.
Those painful memories, if possible, she really didn't want him to recall them.
Now, thinking back, she could understand many of Lu Yebai's past actions.
He loved her, yet didn't know how to love her. Back when she was determined to leave, he wanted to keep her but used the worst possible method.
Thus leading to such tragic consequences.