"Xia Yangyang, I want to ask you a question."
"Just tell me."
"In your heart, what are we to each other right now?"
Xia Yangyang hesitated for a moment, "At best, we're still friends, Gu Qichen."
"You see me only as a friend, so what did you come here for today? Xia Yangyang, do you pity me now?"
Xia Yangyang stood up, "Then I'll leave, Gu Qichen. I hope you take good care of yourself."
Xia Yangyang left straight away.
Gu Qichen, out of anger, smashed a bowl.
But just as Xia Yangyang had walked downstairs and reached the entrance door,
Gu Qichen followed her out and grabbed Xia Yangyang's hand, "Even if you pity me, please stay. Being alone is really too quiet, so quiet that I can hardly bear it."
Xia Yangyang looked into Gu Qichen's pleading eyes.
Her heart ached indescribably.
Xia Yangyang said, "I can stay, but Gu Qichen, you have to promise me that you'll buck up, okay? I really don't want to see you avoiding everything like this."
