"Wait."
Fengxue hastily intercepted Yang Su.
"What's wrong?" Yang Su asked.
Fengxue took a deep breath, then said softly, "Just now, he turned and left, very decisively, probably convinced that you chose me. So, do you need me to come with you to explain it to him?"
"No," Yang Su said. "I can handle it."
"Susu, how long have you known him?"
Fengxue asked.
"Just a few days," Yang Su replied.
"Just a few days?"
Fengxue's face paled slightly, "Just a few days, and you've fallen so deeply in love with him?"
"Yeah, I find it miraculous too," Yang Su said softly. "All the things I refused to do with you, I somehow enjoy doing with him, even the tedious conversations seem fascinating."
"It seems I really don't stand a chance."
Fengxue said softly, "Susu, I won't hate you, nor will I blame you. Go on, I won't say I wish you happiness. If one day in the future, you're tired, weary, I, Fengxue, will always be here to open my arms for you."
