Her voice was so low and light that once spoken, it scattered with the wind, and it was uncertain whether Bo Siyan had heard it or not. She turned her head towards the car window, watching the hustle and bustle of traffic outside.
In the past, she hadn't understood the comings and goings of love. She had always been a decisive person, whether to break up or get together, never dragging things out or having lingering complications.
But it was only after she had truly invested in a relationship, after she had really fallen for someone, that she understood that not everything is just black and white. There are shades of gray.
Her rationality did tell her to stay away from this man, and she tried hard to do so, yet whenever there was something amiss with him, she couldn't control her urge to worry about him, to want to help him with something.
But it was limited to that, and no more.
That's how it is, right…?
Ning Xia bit her lower lip softly, sighing quietly.
