What's Missed is Already Missed

"Do you still miss him?"

"There's no point even if I miss him. There's only Chu Fei'er in his eyes, why would he care about me? There are certain things that are not mine, and no matter how I compete or pull tricks, it's no use. If I remain true to myself, only then can I have someone who belongs to me." Miao Zifu closed her eyes. Thinking of An Yexuan, her heart still ached.

Yun Bixue watched Miao Zifu in such a state and felt that time was an odd thing. In a trance, her university days felt like a distance away. In reality, they had merely graduated not that long ago, but it felt as long as half their lives. Perhaps it was because too many things had transpired since then.

Pursing her lips, Yun Bixue said, "Duan Qiushu is doing well nowadays. I heard that he set up a gaming company, and he's earning substantial profits. You shouldn't feel overly guilty."