Chen Enci's fingers stopped mid-action on the keyboard.
Perhaps because she hadn't replied to his messages, he sent over another bunch of strange jokes.
Looking at them, Chen Enci's lips curled up in a smile, so subtly she barely noticed it herself.
Chen Enci knew he was talking about Zhou Tong.
She also knew he could see her guilt and unease about Zhou Tong, and was trying to cheer her up in every way he could.
A while ago, she had been chatting with him when her thoughts drifted to Zhou Tong. It felt like a heavy stone had landed in her heart, making it hard to breathe. But, reading his silly jokes, she started to feel better.
She deleted the text she had started writing and replaced it with just two words: "Enough."
Qin Jie stopped sending the jokes and instead sent two serious messages.
"Don't overthink."
"It's not your fault, but I'm willing to share your regrets."
I'm willing to share your regrets.
I'm willing to share.