After Pei Yicheng locked the door, he went back to the room he shared with Cheng Hao and sat on the sofa waiting.
"Yicheng." As soon as Cheng Hao opened the door and saw Pei Yicheng, he lowered his head, looking apologetic, and said, "Yicheng, I'm sorry, I dragged you into this."
"Xiaohao, you have nothing to be sorry to me for. You should really think about yourself." Pei Yicheng recalled the way Gu Junhe insulted people, never even bothering to acknowledge Cheng Hao's existence. That contempt in his eyes—luckily it was him in the conflict and not Cheng Hao, because with Cheng Hao's impulsiveness, who knows what would've happened.
"That Gu Junhe likes Yaru, but I will never give up." Cheng Hao said resolutely, "Yicheng, you were right before. Respect from others is something you have to earn yourself. Only when you're strong can you protect the things you want."
Cheng Hao regretted all the wasted, reckless years; he'd thrown away the best time of his life for nothing.
