"Since she no longer belongs to me and has fallen for someone else. It's better to destroy her, better to hurt her, or hurt those men of hers. Even if she hates me, it's better than having no place in her heart."
"But I can't bring myself to do it. Every time I struggle to make a move, I always remember how she used to be."
"I later thought, in such a dilemma, it's better to hope, hope that one day she can recall the past. As long as she's alive, there's a glimmer of hope. Who can tell what the future holds? Perhaps she might truly remember one day."
"But look at this world, it's like this, it's adept at depriving me of everything I value, all destroyed, taken away. Dayuan is so despicable, and Dajin isn't much better."
Ah Lian didn't know how to comfort Qinghe, feeling heartache for the young master's pain and suffering for love, yet she couldn't be of any help. She had no solutions, and even unspoken comfort seemed so pale and powerless.
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