With the last three words, Bai Bing deliberately emphasized her tone, and Tang Yanqi paused, then heard Bai Bing continue: "Tangtang, although you said you've buried those feelings deep down, although you said you've given up liking him, I'm sure this is just you deceiving yourself. I've known you for so long and have never seen you smile so brilliantly—this is only a smile that appears when you think of someone you love."
"I just... just saw something funny."
Tang Yanqi's rebuttal seemed unconvincing even to herself, and Bai Bing immediately shook her head: "We've joked before and you've laughed, but it's different, completely different."
Though she was reluctant to admit it, Tang Yanqi had to agree that Bai Bing was right. She herself wasn't foolish; she naturally knew that Sheng Jianan was special to her, in the past, now, and in the future.
Only when she truly lets go, only when she truly doesn't love him anymore, will he cease to be.
