She rarely kept her troubles hidden, habitually sharing them with designated people—believing that those who bottled up their feelings were short-lived. So, she was always carefree, voicing all her worries to Gui Yuan, to Yao Beidi, to Qi Lingfeng, to her parents...
And now, she had spoken to Gu Zichen.
She didn't know how long she'd held back these feelings, but as she blurted them out, there was an urge to cry.
She didn't expect an answer from Gu Zichen, nor did she think he would respond to her.
She lowered her gaze and discreetly rubbed her somewhat reddened eyes, chuckling lowly, "Just letting you know, that's all. As long as you know."
Gu Zichen pursed his lips, looking at her face as she feigned a smile for the first time.
This woman was not without feelings, but often, she just lived more genuinely than others.
