"Hearing you say that, I'm relieved." Lu Xiaojiu said. She had always known that the Lieutenant Commander's feelings were much more steadfast than Xiao Qiao's; there were too many uncertain factors in Xiao Qiao's feelings, too much wavering.
What she wanted was a love that would never waver, someone who would hold on to her no matter how she wavered. Only a love that never wavered could keep Xiao Qiao steady, and make Xiao Qiao willing to stay for him.
In fact, she was already willing to compromise for Lieutenant Commander Wesley.
She was also willing to work hard and fight for Lieutenant Commander Wesley. All of it was simply because she had realized how heavy and how firm a love she had received, so she wanted to give in return.
This was a kind of equal, reciprocal feeling.
Xiao Qiao had flirted with so many people, and in the end never expected to fall in one man's hands.
This man, she had clearly only wanted to sleep with, not fall in love with.
