Qiao Xiguan fell silent.
She didn't know.
Once resolute in thought, she'd get her own things and leave without looking back.
But now.
She raised an eyebrow, "I haven't thought that much."
"Can I make a reservation at this time? Can I wait for you now, and when you've got everything that belongs to you, you can reconsider me? I'm really not that great to just watch you throw yourself into someone else's arms time after time. Give me a chance, please?" Gui Yuan asked her.
This must have been a line that took a long time to suppress before he could say it.
Gui Yuan loved her, loved her so much he lost himself.
Yet Huo Xiaoxi was so heartless, she never took it seriously.
She bit her lip, not knowing why she felt a bit heartbroken at that moment.