Saying this, she took out a handkerchief from her bosom. She had always thought that keeping the handkerchief was meant to remind herself not to forget her hatred for Bai Qianye; but today in such a rush, she only managed to take away one single handkerchief.,Sitting in the car as another round of thunderstorm started outside, lightning flashed across the sky followed by a loud clap of thunder. Qi Lin instinctively clenched her hands, her thoughts returning to that night.,"This hairpin..." Looking at the white jade hairpin in her hand, Qilin felt warmth in her heart and asked again, "Why are you giving it to me"。