"Do you still miss him?".
"I don't want to."
"Do you still hate Liu Ting?"
"Don't hate."
She heard the sound of something breaking, she saw that the dazzling smile was still so beautiful, she smelled the rich fragrance of gardenias that summer, and she felt her body slowly sinking. She turned around and looked at He Xueer blankly. He Xueer asked her, do you still hate Liu Ting?
"Hate!"
He Xueer also noticed the person not far away, and was about to open Shu Xin's eyes. When she heard her words, she subconsciously answered in confusion: "What?"
"Didn't you ask me today if I still hate her? I regretted it. I still hate her, very much!" Shu Xin spoke clearly and clearly.