"There are plenty of fish in the sea, so why get hung up on just one?" Qin Mei had come to Xu Jiali's hospital room not to counsel her through her heartbreak, but to find out her state of mind after learning about her condition.
Seeing that Xu Jiali refused to talk about her illness, Qin Mei found it hard to bring it up herself. 'Did she not take Old Madam Gao's words to heart?'
'Was she ignoring her own mortality, or did she see Old Madam Gao's words as a curse?'
Xu Jiali lowered her gaze, a sour bitterness welling up inside her. Her expression was heavy and desolate. "I love him."
Love. When you meet the right person, to say "I love you" is happiness. When you meet the wrong one, it's a tragedy.
"He isn't worthy of your love," Qin Mei said bluntly.
Xu Jiali looked up, staring resentfully at Qin Mei. She opened her mouth but couldn't find the words to argue.
After a long moment, Xu Jiali gave a bitter smile and said with grim finality, "I don't love him anymore. I hate him."
