As Fujiwara said this, Lan Xiu's eyes darkened. He gripped the teacup in his hand tightly—
"I'm worried about Liuyun's feelings for Qi Lei... You should know her attitude very well. You should also understand those conversations..."
Lan Xiu tried to say something, but before he could finish, Fujiwara interrupted him, "I know what you're trying to say. Your feelings for her aren't any less than mine, but there are some things that once you let go, you'll lose forever. I can't just watch this happen."
Hearing this, Lan Xiu's face suddenly froze. He could not help but smile bitterly. "I know that I'm very different from you. You've always known that if you want something, you have to fight for it and work hard, but I..."
"Sometimes, I really wish that I could be like you, to have the courage to fight for it..."
Fujiwara also silently looked at Lan Xiu. He noticed the disappointment on his face, and his gaze softened—
