Zhang Yanjun took a sip from his wine glass before saying, "Linfeng, let him be, let him drink..."
"You, you..."
"Oh, come on, don't you understand what heartbreak is? Let him drown himself in the wine. Only by experiencing the pain can he truly understand that he loved her. Only when he's sober can he understand the damage she caused him and let go..."
"Can't...let go..." Song Wenbin muttered, slumping down as a sudden pain gripped his chest. He stuttered out, "Yanjun, Linfeng, you don't understand...I truly loved her...we were only together for a few months, but I truly loved her...In my twenty-plus years of life, it was like I was waiting for her...I thought I did well, but why, why did she break up with me..."
Listening to their best friend's painful question, Zhang Yanjun and Pan Linfeng shook their heads helplessly, sighing, and patted his shoulder for comfort: "That's how love is, sometimes no matter how much you give, the other person doesn't take it seriously..."
