In the past, when reading books, she always felt that "Xiao Lang is a stranger from now on" describes the sadness of lovers who are no longer destined to stay together, but now, she really feels that if they are really a stranger, it is also a kind of happiness.
Jin Xiang had imagined many reunions, but he never thought that it would be at his cousin's engagement party, and he was also the groom-to-be. The once-sworn alliance is now like a needle pricking people. It would be great if they could hide themselves.
How many times had she imagined what Xiao Ruoyu would look like when he saw her again, some feeling distressed, some regretful, and some sad. Perhaps what had made her strong over the years was actually being able to cry out all the fear, grievances, and depression in front of him one day, but now any imagination was a great irony. She saw Xiao Ruoyu's stunned eyes and Jin Ran's cold eyes, and those expressions turned into a rain of sharp arrows attacking her. She seemed to hear the sound of her own skin being torn open, and she felt that she couldn't breathe in pain.