In Guan Yi's eyes, starlight shattered, pain surfaced, complex enough to make one's heart ache.
Ye Qiyun bit her lip, her lashes damp with tears, while the corners of her eyes still held remnants of tears: "Regardless of whether there is or not, what use is knowing the answer?"
"It is useful." Guan Yi's gaze deeply reached into her heart, "I want to know if I've ever been seriously liked by a girl I care about in this world, it's very important to me. Life is short, and meeting the person you truly love is not easy. If we don't find someone we love, every moment feels meaningless because striving for the one you love is what makes life meaningful, proving my existence has value. Qiyun, don't you want to know what true love is in this world? Don't you want to live more meaningfully with the one you love?"
