"Pah, who did you say was abandoned and who is pitiful? I'm not pitiful at all. If anyone's pitiful, it's you. Don't pity me, I don't even know how wonderful my life is now!"
Ling Yao smirked: "Stubborn as a mule, how many New Year's Eves have I spent with you now? Maybe it'll still be me spending them with you in the future."
"No way, why? It's like you're saying no one wants me."
"I don't know if anyone wants you, but as long as I'm around, no one should think about coveting you."
Hua Yan truly believed these words. With her personality, finding another man who knew all her secrets was nearly impossible. Even Ning Hao didn't know the secrets hidden on her person. Ling Yao was the only one, and the last one.
Her trust in him could also be called dependence. She didn't know what kind of feelings these were, maybe a bond stronger than love, like family.
She was at a loss for words with him, so she simply didn't think about it.
