Tang Yu chuckled, "Xiaoqiao, you really are a rare specimen!"
Gong Xiaoqiao responded with an even sillier laugh, "Takes one to know one!"
Tang Yu smiled bitterly. "You always ask me why, but sometimes love is just a nonsensical thing. That year, when I visited second brother's house and saw Leng Jing walking down the stairs, I couldn't take my eyes off her, and I couldn't see anyone else!"
"Even if it's not nonsensical, even if love grows over time, what of it? I thought I understood him, I thought there was nothing we couldn't communicate about, that nothing could ever separate us! But in the end... Ha, not even the gods could stop it. That kind of love only exists in novels, on TV! In reality, anything can easily stop us from being together!"
Gong Xiaoqiao tipped back her neck and guzzled the rest of the beer, the pale yellow liquid mixed with transparent tears, sliding down her cheeks into her heart.
