Jian Yufei cried along with her, tears pouring out incessantly, like water that cost nothing.
Upon hearing her crying, Ruan Tianling frowned, pinched her chin and lifted up her head... His eyes met her tear-stained face.
"What are you crying for, it's fake!" He scolded her, his brow furrowed with displeasure.
Yet, Jian Yufei kept crying, "Don't you feel she's pitiful?"
"What does her being pitiful have to do with me?! Or you?! Who cares about any of this!" He toyed with indifference, as he would never have bothered to watch the lame film if not accompanying her.
"...She's dying and can't be with the one she loves. Aren't you saddened for her?"
Ruan Tianling's expression darkened instantly, "Didn't you hear what I said?! What does her matter have to do with us? And also, it's fake!"
Jian Yufei knew then, it was pointless trying to get through to him.
"Continue watching then. If you don't want to watch, I will."
