Maybe because of her family, she easily fell for this kind of person. When she was with him, it felt as if she too was bathed in sunlight, filled with hopes and expectations for the future.
She gently nodded, and softly said, "Thank you."
Jian Yang stood up with a smile, gently ruffling her head. "Silly girl, what are you thanking me for?"
The sunlight streamed from behind him. Qin Youxue raised her eyes to look at him, at the smile on his face, and for an instant, an indescribable bitterness surged in her chest, her eyes turning red.
She quickly lowered her head, rubbing her eyes. "Class is about to start. You should go. I'll practice a bit more."
Jian Yang responded softly, then turned and left.
Qin Youxue watched his departing back. Suddenly, her sadness became unbearable. Perhaps, ever since she made that decision back then, she'd already lost the right to be with him.
This sullied body of hers—how could it deserve to be by his side?
