Dong Huiying glanced at her, a hint of helplessness on her face: "Why do you look like a pitiful little creature bullied by others? I know you did all this for me. You don't need to blame yourself, feel guilty, or feel bad. I don't blame you."
"I..." Yun Ge choked, her throat blocked, as tears the size of beans poured out in a rush. She still couldn't quite believe it and sniffed hard. Her eyes were red as she asked, "You really don't blame me?" But that's Ji Jiuhuang, the one Purple chervil once swore loyalty to. She didn't know if, in Purple chervil's heart, she or Ji Jiuhuang was more important. But perhaps they were equally important?
Even between women, when the bond reaches a certain depth, it can feel like a passionate romance. When one notices the other valuing someone else, it feels like jealousy, like one's territory being invaded. This feeling is truly hard to explain. Friendship, it can be steadfast and noble as great love!
