"If it's so painful, then you should stop thinking about me,"
Luo Ling's eyes were cold with indifference.
Although she felt differently about him, she did not love him. Beyond using him, she wanted no relationship with him.
What he desired, she could not give; she already had someone she wanted to spend her life with, a man who was like a god to her. In this lifetime, she would only be with her god, and all others, no matter how good, were but passing clouds.
"How heartless of you. I don't want to think about you either, and I don't want to love you even more, but how can one control love? I know you only have schemes and uses for me, yet I still willingly do everything for you. Even if you can't love me, you shouldn't be so indifferent to me,"