Upon hearing this, Becky's eyes gradually dimmed, and a trace of sorrow appeared between her brows.
"Find someone else to like." Ye Jiuliang rarely comforts people and doesn't know how to say sweet words.
She handed her a tissue, "You will have your own fate."
Becky looked up, meeting her deep, cold gaze, and slowly reached out to take the tissue.
"Thank you." She used the tissue to wipe the tear stains off her face, the slight redness at the corners of her eyes betraying her emotions.
"Sorry for interrupting your meal."
"It's fine." Ye Jiuliang responded lightly.
Becky sniffled, feeling bitter inside, unable to hold back her tears.
It was the first time she genuinely liked someone, and it ended before she could confess.
Ye Jiuliang watched her quietly as she sobbed, not disturbing her, sipping her juice through a straw.
After some time, the person across suddenly spoke, her voice tinged with sobs.
"Is the person he likes prettier than me?"
