"Don't ask me such questions... In your heart, apart from endless... such boring jealousy, is there any other emotion?" Zi Ruoxi asked in a very bland tone. As she saw the other party become speechless, or perhaps he never expected her to ask this way, Zi Ruoxi smiled faintly, yet the smile was filled with bitterness, "Go back! I'm very tired."
... Such boring jealousy?
Is this how she feels about me?
Qiao Junlie muddled through the meaning of her words, pondering how much space he occupied in her heart. The reality was obvious, yet stubbornly hoping for more space, even if unnoticed, letting her hurt him again and again...
And still remaining the same, unchanged...
