Even at this moment, in the intimate embrace with his girlfriend, Xu Xiangyang should have cast aside all other thoughts to honestly confront Lin Xingjie's doubts, but the memories stubbornly held their ground, proving indelible.
The narrow cave, the prolonged silence.
The two of them, so close at hand, left him no chance to retreat or delay, forcing him to respond reluctantly.
Lin Xingjie didn't pressure him; she just looked at him quietly with her bright, shining eyes.
This made Xu Xiangyang feel increasingly guilty and uneasy.
After much contemplation, he finally spoke up.
"Qing Yue is my irreplaceable good friend,"
As Xu Xiangyang said this, he carefully watched her expression.
"And she is to you as well, right?"
"Yes."
Lin Xingjie agreed without blinking, her seriousness evident.
"Then there's no problem, is there?"
Xu Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief.
