"Hey, you are a good guy. If you like someone, the other side would happily pounce on you, right? Then why does it look like someone has dumped you and you are unwilling to let go of that feeling?" Wei Zhijuan made a random guess.
Xian Yijun just smiled and poured whiskey into his glass again. Then he said lightly, "Change the subject."
Wei Zhijuan couldn't continue to provoke him, so she jokingly picked up her wine glass and sat down next to him. She hugged his shoulder like a big brother. "Something in our lives does not always end well. Do not let that stop you from recovering."
Xian Yijun frowned and pushed her away with his hand. "You are thinking too much. Go and sit over there."
