"Xingyan, strictly speaking, unrequited love doesn't hurt as much as a true heartbreak. That kind of pain takes a long time to heal, but in your case, time will give you the answer, and you'll soon move past it."
Gu Jingxin continued speaking gently. Under the streetlights of the night, his tall figure stood with quiet elegance, his gaze intense and unwavering.
"Mm, I know. But when I think about how he said he has a girlfriend and that he loves her very much, I still feel heartbroken. But I'll adjust. He's a good man, so I wish him happiness."
Zhou Xingyan nodded, her response rational and composed. At that moment, a wave of drowsiness followed. She reached out her small hand to tug on the man's suit jacket, feeling the faintly sterile coolness emanating from it. An inexplicable sense of security started flooding her entire being. Slowly, she closed her delicate eyes, her long lashes fluttering just slightly before she eventually drifted off to sleep.
"Silly girl..."
