But how could a lunatic know his name and have his photo by the bedside?
Furthermore, Xia Yangyang thought of his expression, his gaze, that initial disbelief and ecstasy when he first saw her, followed by the ultimate helplessness and despair.
Xia Yangyang just felt that a person's eyes don't lie.
That man didn't seem to be lying.
However, Xia Yangyang couldn't accept it at the moment. She needed some time to sort through her thoughts, which is why Xia Yangyang fled pathetically.
In Xia Yangyang's memory, the most important person was Lu Haotian.
Therefore, Xia Yangyang would never doubt anything Lu Haotian said.
She must clarify this matter with Lu Haotian.
Xia Yangyang tossed and turned in bed.
In her mind, the face of that man kept emerging.
Xia Yangyang lay biting her fingers inside the cup.
How could this be possible? It simply couldn't.
Xia Yangyang only felt a headache, as if countless ants were gnawing at her.
Xia Yangyang was eager to find out an answer.
