"Mom!" The girl sitting by the side blushed and looked around shyly. In the end, her gaze fell on Dongyu. She pouted, but her eyes could not hide her admiration.
Actually, such jokes were extremely common.
But I didn't like it much, to the extent that I didn't look happy the whole time.
I realized, with great unease, that Dongyu and I were destined not to be tied together.
Just like what he had said back then, our close yet distant relationship would never change for the rest of our lives. Between us, there would definitely be a third party some day. When I thought about how this third party would want to fully occupy the crook of his arm, his embrace, his love, and that his attention would eventually no longer be focused on solely me, and I would no longer be his only one, it made me sink into unprecedented panic.
What disturbed me the most, was how much I resisted this possibility and detested the idea of a third party.
