Sheng Mingyuan chuckled lightly, "You're right, even if I found her, what difference does it make? I understood this truth many years ago, but I still can't let her go. What you can't have is always stirring, Tongtong, perhaps you don't understand!"
Ji Niandong pursed her lips, "I don't know what kind of feelings you had with her, nor do I want to know. But, Teacher Sheng, I now think she's not worthy of you, you deserve better. Don't wait for her, like my dad foolishly waited for so many years, almost missing his own happiness."
"Don't you think I'm too pathetic?" Sheng Mingyuan, always the proud one, now spoke self-mockingly, "At least your dad still has you!"
Ji Niandong didn't know what to say for a moment. Matters of the heart often involve getting entangled in one's own thoughts; if one can't figure it out, no amount of words from others will help.
Besides, she wasn't in a position to comment on other people's feelings!
