Xiaolian smiled bitterly, lowering her head and staring at her toes. "Being the selfish person that I am, whether I live well or poorly is all my own doing. Sister Luoxi, Fu Lun and I have broken up, and I'm planning to leave here."
Yan Luoxi looked at her in surprise, "You've broken up?"
"Yes, actually, I've always known he doesn't love me; it's just my wishful thinking. But if I haven't tried, how could I willingly give up? I used to think happiness was just a step away, and if I tried hard enough, I could grasp it. Only now do I realize how naive I was."
Yan Luoxi didn't speak for a moment.
Xiaolian looked up at her, "For a time, I really hated you and blamed you for capturing Fu Lun's heart, making it impossible for him to make room for anyone else. But really, it's all fate."
Some people are as unforgettable as the First Love, lingering for a lifetime, while others are long decayed and smelly in the gutter, undeserving of love.
