"Emmm..."
Brother Nan's gaze gradually shifted to Zhou Li's face.
Zhou Li was calmly eating the Sichuan wontons, his eyes fixed on her.
With a gulp, Brother Nan quietly withdrew her gaze. While picking up the hot and sour rice noodles from her bowl, she muttered, "You know, the old saying goes, 'An endless cycle of vengeance, when will it end?' I think the ancients had some pretty sensible things to say..."
"Repay resentment with directness."
"That's not quite right." Brother Nan adopted a lecturing tone. "People shouldn't be so petty, holding onto hatred and thoughts of revenge. Especially when two people are in a relationship, they need love, not grudges. Don't you think so?"
"..."
Zhou Li simply smiled at her, not bothering to argue.
There was another thump in Brother Nan's heart. She licked the ends of her teeth with her tongue, confirming they were indeed throbbing subtly.
Just to be sure, she also asked, "How did your pain feel before?"
