"You know it doesn't benefit you at all, so why are you still doing this? Yihan, what can't you let go of? I'm curious, what is it exactly?" Camille could sense that there was still a knot in Zhuo Yihan's heart; if it wasn't untied, he might never embrace a new relationship.
"No, you're really overthinking. Camille, let's stop talking about me. What I just told you, I hope you take it seriously. You're still so young, and with your qualities, you can definitely find a man who is much better than me. Why the persistence with me?"
Zhuo Yihan took a sip of coffee, lowered his eyes, concealing his true emotions.
"Yihan, you have your persistence, and I have mine. You're not afraid of wasting your feelings, and I'm not afraid of wasting mine. Besides, I don't think liking you is a waste of time. You're not me, so you don't understand my thoughts. You may not understand, but you have no right to interfere. Similarly, I cannot stop you from holding onto your obsession."
