"What did you say?" Shen Mochen didn't catch on.
"Next month's birthday banquet, you don't have to come, he just wants to mock you." Catherine squatted down and placed his phone on his head.
Shen Mochen moved the phone away, "And the month after the next...?"
Catherine sat on the bed and said calmly, "If you don't want to come, that's fine, consider it my apology to you, that wish is void now."
Her mood wasn't high, and could even be described as low. Shen Mochen couldn't exactly make it out, unsure what she was thinking. He was a bit curious but felt he didn't have the right.
Since you're not planning to give everything for me, what's the point of asking so much?
Catherine's words echoed in his mind again.
She needed someone who could love her, someone with the courage to love her. He neither loved her nor had the right to love her, so there was really no need to guess at her thoughts.