Long Ziheng also listened in silence, and deep down he was somewhat surprised that Shu Yimo would actually say such things.
After some thought, he just smiled faintly. Seeing that smile on his face, Shu Yimo could always vaguely sense a bit of loneliness…
"Sure, you can use those as standards of measure, but sometimes, even if you want to do so, you don't get the chance."
Long Ziheng's voice was very calm. As he spoke, he took another sip of tea.
Shu Yimo watched him in silence for a long time, finally smiled, and said no more.
It seemed Long Ziheng could sense Shu Yimo's demeanor and, after thinking for a moment, he asked—
"Do you think little of such people?"
"No, I'm not in the other person's position, so naturally, I can't say much. I just feel that whatever you do, as long as you don't lose your true self, you're being true to yourself. As for everything else, if you've tried your best, that's not so important anymore."
