Xia Yuxun helplessly shook her head, "There's a saying that the onlooker sees most of the game, and he who is involved is blind. Even though you're a psychologist, in this matter, I as the onlooker definitely see things more clearly than you do.
If you're worried about me, you don't have to be. Even if I end up with no future with Leng Sichen, I wouldn't choose my senior.
It's not because the senior isn't a good person, but rather, having loved someone so intensely, I am already exhausted and simply don't have the energy to love someone else anymore. I think you can understand that feeling!"
Some things, once hidden in the heart for too long, will burst forth like a flood once they find an outlet, unstoppable.
The wall clock pointed to two o'clock in the morning.
Two women were nestled on the couch, sipping red wine while pouring out their hearts to each other.
Luoluo had already been tucked into bed to sleep, and Pudding loyally curled up on a small blanket by the door.