She was proud yet insecure, sensitive yet oblivious. He was clever and arrogant, passionate and ruthless.
There was a huge contrast between her inner self and her outward appearance, while his gaze and actions never seemed to match.
In her eyes, the basic ingredient of love was affection, the important one was directness, and the essential one was honesty. Fervent pursuit came to nothing when she felt no attraction; words that flickered between warmth and cold left her anxious and uncertain; heartfelt lies only left her more bewildered and helpless...
In his eyes, every expression and every movement of hers passed by in slow motion, never to fade. So she was the one who was truly different!
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Oh, where's Yang Lin? . Didn't he say before that he spent half of his life loving Lin Yue? . Why didn't he appear? .