Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

“Ruoxin…” She turned back, not saying a word for a long time. Oh no, she must have noticed. She did not want her to see, but she still did in the end.

Jiang Yao was slightly sad, not knowing how to console her best friend. She hesitated a while but brought her despondent friend out from the place.

Outside, a soft breeze blew occasionally, seemingly able to dry the moisture on Xia Ruoxin’s face. However, after the wind blew it dry, tears fell rapidly again.

“Ruoxin, just cry out if you want to. I know you’re sad.” Jiang Yao let go of Xia Ruoxin’s hand, extremely worried about her state—looking as if she was about to break down.

Chu Lui was her world. Without Chu Lui, her world might be truly gone.

Xia Ruoxin turned around again and wiped away the tears on her face discreetly. Her eyes, cleansed by the tears, were extremely bright and extremely sad.

When she turned back around, there was a faint smile on her lips. It was such an empty smile, making Jiang Yao’s heart ache.

“Jiang Yao, you don’t have to worry about me. I know what I’m doing. Things might be as it seems. Maybe that was just a friend of his?” Her smile was too forced. Were they really just friends? Would he treat his normal friends like that? With their hands intertwined so intimately, that gaze in his eyes, and that kind of attitude?

She could not even convince herself, let alone others.

Jiang Yao pursed her lips and stayed silent. She closed her eyes helplessly, not knowing what to say. She knew Xia Ruoxin was always stubborn, and it was sad and scary at the same time, but she was unable to help her. Other than herself, there was no one who could make her love for Chu Lui die.

“Ruoxin, if there is a day…” She placed both her hands on her shoulder, her tone extremely serious. “If there is a day you realize that there’s nobody who loves you anymore, you must remember to love yourself. Don’t give up on yourself.”

Xia Ruoxin was stunned for a second before nodding her head lightly. The sentence was extremely sad. No one would love her. The current her, in fact, was not loved by anyone.

“I will, don’t worry,” She smiled and nodded. She agreed, not knowing whether it was to make Jiang Yao feel better or herself.

When Jiang Yao left, Xia Ruoxin returned to the Western restaurant again. She wanted to take a clearer look. She knew that it would make her heart ache immensely, but she still went.

She stood at the entrance but realized that the people who sat at the table had already left. The seats seemed to still hold the shadow of the two, but they only reflected the emptiness in her eyes by then.

She walked out and stared at the sky dejectedly. The dark skies loomed low; perhaps there would be a storm coming soon.

She stopped walking, staring at the people passing by in low spirits. Her long lashes occasionally hid the droplets of tears that fell from her eyes silently, without a trace.

She finally sat in a car. She clutched her hands numbly.

“Miss, where do you want to go?” The driver asked.

Xia Ruoxin looked outside in a daze. Where did she want to go? There was no place she could go.

“Miss, where do you want to go?” The driver asked again, a little annoyed. He had already asked her thrice. This woman couldn’t be a lunatic who escaped from the hospital, right?

“To the Chu Group.” Finally, she opened her mouth to say these four words, but no one knew how much effort she put in to say these mere four words.