If he had any conscience left, he should not continue to hurt her, he should let go and give her happiness.
Seeing his reluctance and melancholy, Lu Xiaofan's eyes flickered slightly, feeling a bit of discomfort in her heart.
She knew that even if he let Lin Xinlan go, the one he loved was still Lin Xinlan, and it would never be her.
"That's really great. You letting her go, does that mean I have a chance now?" She asked with a raised eyebrow and a faint smile.
Qiao Yiyang glanced at her, his gaze somewhat complex.
Lu Xiaofan looked him in the eyes and boldly countered, "Am I right? Qiao Yiyang, have you truly decided to give me a chance to enter your heart?"
"Xiaofan, how many years have we known each other?"
Lu Xiaofan was startled, not expecting him to ask this question.
"Eighteen years in two more months," she said accurately.
The time they met was the day that carnage ended.
