Wang Yihan gave a bitter smile, "You didn't see what's in the little girl's heart, did you? Ning Xiang's intention is clear."
"Intention?" Xiao Yiyi frowned.
"I'll tell you the truth," Wang Yihan continued, "Ning Xiang never liked me. From the very beginning to the end, the only person he ever loved was Hui Bao. But Hui Bao has you in her heart. What Ning Xiang meant was for me to tell you that if you can walk with Hui Bao through life, then please keep holding her hand, take good care of her. And if you can't, he also begged you not to hurt her."
In the changing room, the photo in Ning Hui's hands dropped to the floor, and the only thing echoing in her ears was the phrase: He has only ever loved Hui Bao... He has only ever loved Hui Bao...
Tears, bearing the warmth of her body, scaldingly hot as boiling, streamed down...
