How can I cry, when I know our identities are all wrong?
Luo Jun grew up with him always by her side. Knowing the gap between them was dictated by fate, she understood she had to leave.
But once her heart was caught in his gaze, how could she easily break free from her tender, vulnerable feelings?
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"She shouldn't have hung up on him. She shouldn't have blindly run to school just because she was in a foul mood and didn't want to see him. She shouldn't have angrily made him wait outside, leaving him to freeze in the cold wind for twenty minutes for nothing, just because she took advantage of how good he was to her. She was so selfish.
"Even though Xin Mengyu's words had hurt her, and hearing her voice on the phone had made her feel sore all over; even though she had sat in the classroom with her homework spread out for half an hour without finishing a single problem; even though seeing Chen Xingchen come to find her had suddenly filled her with joy, she couldn't bear to watch him stand in the cold wind, so she left with him after twenty minutes."
You don't know what's in my heart, so don't try to know anymore.
I will always be your close friend.
I look pretty good