She should thank him for his ruthlessness towards her; if not for that, she wouldn't have learned to let go so quickly.
Nor would she have met someone else at the same time she was giving up.
Sometimes, she felt that fate was truly mysterious; it could make one fall for someone in a matter of seconds, and it could also prevent someone from falling in love with someone else for three, five, or even ten years.
Xiaoxiao noticed someone staring at her from across the room and abruptly looked up, only to see Su Yanruo gazing at her, lost in thought.
She smiled faintly, but beneath her smile was endless confusion. She couldn't understand why, from the first time they met, Su Yanruo always seemed to fix her gaze on her.
Su Yanruo had also heard about Xiaoxiao's situation. As much as she felt sorry for her, there was a selfish part of her that wished she could forget certain unpleasant things.
At least, it wouldn't be so awkward the next time they met.
