When he heard her utter those self-mocking words, he was shocked.
He stared at her incredulously, observing the desolation on her face. Her red lips were slightly curved, and the scorn hanging there was like needles piercing his heart. He didn't like to see her smile like that, as though she had been abandoned by the entire world. He knew she had just gone through a breakup. Although she acted strong, he could still detect the pain, the loneliness, the confusion, and the disorientation in her eyes.
Who wouldn't want their love to be perfect, without hurt, betrayal, desertion, or stolen affection? Yet, most travelers on the road of love experience these things.
She had just been hurt, and he had considerately offered his shoulder for her to lean on. As a result, by the time dawn broke, it was her, still not over her own pain, who ended up comforting him.
At that time, he too felt like a kindred spirit in misfortune.
But more than that, he was deep in thought.
