14 She Really Liked to Cry (2/2)

”She again.”

Xia Ruoxin.

Xia Ruoxin's hand went to her chest, her face turned ashen. So, the reality of everything did hurt. But it hurts, even more, to have witnessed it. She thought she had gotten used to pain, but no, she never thought that such pain felt as if she was being ripped apart.

She turned around. A dark shadow fell over her face. She looked up abruptly. Chu Lui was leaning casually by the wall. His aloof features hinted at a little rivalry.

”Do you like me?” His haughty voice was cold as the wind on a winter's day. His tone made Xia Ruoxin felt like her body had split down the middle into two. She was in misery from the chilled, cold tone in his voice.

Xia Ruoxin simply evaded his gaze because she was at loss for what she should do next.

Yes, she liked him. No. She loved him. She could deceive everyone around her but she could not deceive herself.

Chu Lui straightened his frame and walked closer to Xia Ruoxin. He grabbed her chin abruptly, ”I am warning you. Keep your unreciprocated love to yourself. If you dare to even harm Yixuan a tiny bit, I will make your life a living hell. Do you know what hell is? You hurt even one strand of her hair: I will destroy your whole head of hair.”

He said it in such a cruel and heartless manner that Xia Ruoxin could only lightly nod her head. A teardrop had fallen on the back of his hand but he shook her chin off. The smudged tear stain on the back of his hand had particularly caused him to feel discomfort.

He hated it when women cry. Especially this woman's breathless crying.

He strode out in wide steps leaving behind a heartbroken woman who watched his silhouette in despair. It was as if she wanted to etch his life in her eyes and deeply in her soul.

She turned around and put the back of her hand against her lips. She bit on her hand but it tasted bitter—like her tears. So, she really liked to cry.