Ye Qingxian watched her junior sister's little hands slowly clench tighter. She could also see her junior sister's fingertips gradually turning pale, as if she were pressing her nails into the flesh of her palms.
When Ye Qingxian sensed that sorrow, she too felt a pain that cut to the heart, for reasons she couldn't explain.
She had already drawn out the threads of affection related to her junior sister.
In theory, she shouldn't feel anything when facing her junior sister anymore.
Could she... still feel pain?
I took a bite of a skewer. My mouth tasted bitter, just like my mood.
I knew I really had no grounds to stand on. All the fighting spirit I'd been holding onto collapsed in an instant.
At that moment, I wanted to leave. At least then, so many people wouldn't see me in such a sorry state.
Those gazes felt even more like a reminder of Ye Qingxian's silent response just then.
This was the real truth.
I had lost Ye Qingxian.
It wasn't that I was a bastard or anything.
Maybe this was just the fickleness of fate. When the hatred in my heart faded, that knife had still come down without mercy. Perhaps an ending like this had been destined from the start.
Ye Qingxian and I, loving and not loving.
Like two parallel lines on a plane, destined never to meet.
This was the ill-fated love that belonged to me.
I ate another skewer and quietly said, "I'm sorry." Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly heard Ye Qingxian's voice. "I think I need to clear something up. First of all, I'm straight, so I definitely won't accept an immortal maiden's advances. Secondly, I'm not planning to date anyone again. From now on, I'll be focusing more