Xi Zirong was telling the truth. When he first saw Xu Su walk away, his initial reaction was to follow her. But he was afraid of making her even angrier, and while he hesitated, Xu Su disappeared from sight.
Then, he couldn't help but squat down and start crying. As he cried, his mind uncontrollably drifted to Xu Su. He wondered if she had left the school grounds by now, if she had met that "ordinary friend" from the phone call.
The more he thought about it, the more miserable he felt.
He was also afraid that she was truly angry and would use this as an opportunity to leave him.
In Xi Zirong's eyes, Xu Su always seemed on the verge of breaking up with him.
She was too cold and detached. He felt like he was the only one trying to maintain their relationship.
"..." Xu Su caressed his face. The tear tracks on the young man's cheeks had already vanished.
Her voice was a little stern. "If I hadn't come back, how long were you planning to cry there?"
