She just smiled, as if she was very happy, and only occasionally she looked at He Yue with a few drops of sadness in her eyes. She held the lamp and thought that she would try her best to take He Yue back to her side. But when she saw He Yue's eyes looking at IPR with her own eyes, it contained the silence and helplessness that she did not understand. She had never seen it from Xia Houzhen, Si Chen and Yi Yue.
At that time, she really understood that the man in front of her was no longer the one she was looking for. His love and his love were quite different from that of the three people. He was not the Xia Houzhen in He Mo's heart, nor was he the morning and morning in which he talked, nor was he the shallow leap in his heart, nor was it the obsession of her to hold a lamp.
This man cal
