Tang Yue was very happy, looking at Yang Xue's smiling face with a sense of familiarity. But then she suddenly thought of Liu Chen again. Why are there so many men in the world, yet she has fallen for someone like Liu Chen? Look at Yang Xue, how nice it is that she likes Xiaobing, and Xiaobing surely likes her back. Why can't she have this kind of hopeful love? Why can't she be as happy as Yang Xue?
Tang Yue's originally joyful face suddenly turned gloomy, losing the previous joy. Yang Xue understood Tang Yue's feelings well, knowing that she was certainly thinking of Liu Chen again, and didn't try to comfort her. Instead, she told Tang Yue that she would go wash up. Sitting dazed on the bed, Tang Yue nodded. She wasn't as angry as yesterday, but there was still some awkwardness in her heart.
