As a woman herself, even though she and Ji Qingluan were rivals in love, Su Mu didn't want to see Ji Qingluan continue like this:
"Have you ever thought about giving up?"
"I have thought about it, and I tried," Ji Qingluan replied with a bitter smile, "but it seems that the saying is true, the best things are those we cannot have. I tried everything, but he still occupies the most important place in my heart just like in the beginning, and has never left, so I accepted it. There's nothing wrong with being hopelessly in love, especially since I haven't met anyone as foolish as me."
Su Mu nodded:
"It is quite foolish."
"You're not one to talk," Ji Qingluan looked at her. "You weren't much better in your devotion to Fu Shinian. But speaking of which, you haven't answered my question. Do you want to forgive Fu Shinian?"
Su Mu looked at the scenery already swallowed by the night and smiled slightly:
"I've never hated him, so what's there to forgive?"