C284 The Newspaper

For a moment, Lu Zhihao was confused. He wished he could install a 24-hour monitor on Xia Shirann—not just on her, but on her heart—so he could know what she was doing and thinking every single second.

"Some people, some things, the more you remember, the more it breaks your heart, the more it hurts," Xia Shirann said slowly, her words heavy with meaning. Her eyes were deep