There were people around, everyone was staring at him, and he instinctively denied it: "I didn't do anything, I just wanted to tell you it's getting late, we need to go home."
"Oh, that's better, don't have any designs on me, or you're done for."
Sometimes, he wondered, if that day, he had admitted it directly... would there be a different ending?
He knew it was just wishful thinking. He was very clear that she had never given him a chance.
He and she had never walked the same path.
As of today, there will be no more chances.
"Shell, would you be much happier without me?" He dared to gently ask this question at this moment.
He was afraid she would directly and most truthfully answer him: "Yes, I'd be much happier without you."
Turns out, he was always a coward.
Qin Youbei left, but Zhou Xiyu didn't leave immediately. He returned to the café, sat where Qin Youbei had sat just now, looking at himself opposite, there was no cold wind but a sense of desolation.
