That night, the streetlights flickered dimly as the crowd surged. Walking on the street, Chen Yang was silent, his gaze vacant, seemingly lost in thought.
Zhou Yufei cocked her head, occasionally sizing up Chen Yang, by turns shaking her head and sighing.
Feeling uncomfortable under her scrutiny, Chen Yang asked blankly, "What are you looking at?"
"You still have Li Si in your heart, don't you?" Zhou Yufei didn't mince words. "Preparing a wedding dress for her, giving her gifts... you're just trying to assuage your own guilt so you don't feel indebted to her."
"Don't talk nonsense," Chen Yang said coolly, shifting his gaze away.
Zhou Yufei persisted, "Doing this might clear your conscience, but do you realize how incredibly unfair it is to Li Si? You can reject her, but she still has the right to love. What is this supposed to be?"
Zhou Yufei said hatefully, "When it comes to feelings, you are just incredibly selfish!"
