"I think I remember something about this scar..." Xue Rui mused.
Gu Muxue's expression turned a little unnatural. "What did you remember?"
'She's the one who burned him back then. Don't tell me he's remembered?'
'What do I do? What if he holds a grudge?'
Gu Muxue was a nervous wreck. This was a little secret she had buried deep in her heart.
Seeing Gu Muxue's reaction, Xue Rui instantly understood.
The girl who dropped the cup that day must have been Gu Muxue.
"I remember who that girl was," Xue Rui said, his brows furrowed.
Gu Muxue swallowed. 'So, he's finally found me out?'
She didn't know what Xue Rui would think. She had been so scared back then—scared of her family shouting at her, scared of the elders reprimanding her...
But looking back now, none of that really mattered. What she feared most was Xue Rui ignoring her.
Although she wasn't the main cause of the accident, she had never once apologized...
