Chapter 8

I sighed, looked at Lu Zhixing, and said helplessly, "Lu Zhixing, it's pointless. Coming to play some tragic love drama with me now is meaningless."

"Besides, Mu Jing is already back. If you're not with her and keep coming to me, what does that mean?"

Lu Zhixing stubbornly looked at me, and when I mentioned Mu Jing, his eyes flickered. He said, "Zhizhi, there's nothing going on between Mu Jing and me..."

"You're the only one I love!"

After saying this, it was as if he suddenly found the answer to what had been troubling him. His gaze became firm, and he repeated over and over again, "I only love you, you're the only one I love..."

"Lu Zhixing! Stop talking about these pointless things!" I cut him off coldly.

My voice grew increasingly bitter: "When I loved you, and all you thought about was Mu Jing, did you ever consider me?"

"When you forgot our anniversary to meet and kiss Mu Jing passionately, did you remember you loved me then?"