But now, hearing him say 'unless she dies...', Lu Rongrong suddenly felt a pain she had never experienced before, as if her soul was being mercilessly torn apart, shattered into pieces.
It was only now that she realized the pain Lu Qiao brought her, could be even more; it was only now that she understood what true despair felt like, the kind that leaves one utterly hopeless.
Lu Qiao watched silently as Lu Rongrong stood there, her expressions evolving from surprise, fear, sadness, disappointment, to now with a faint, almost imperceptible smile, like the last burst of fireworks that fades into darkness.
Lu Qiao felt a sting in his chest from her smile, instinctively wanting to reach out and hold her hand, but the thought of the hurt inflicted by Lou Fang crushed his anxiety with an overwhelming sense of revenge.
