"Is this love...?" Chen Ge had hit him hard. Du Ming couldn't get back up for a while. Clutching the wound on his face, he seemed to have finally calmed down and started thinking about what Chen Ge had said.
"Your mother keeps a very close eye on you, but she doesn't seem to have told you what love is. Or maybe she never taught you how to love someone properly."
"Love is a capacity, a responsibility. It isn't the same as happiness, nor is it merely yearning for someone you like. It also includes your attitude toward your family, your friends, and the world."
"Those who understand love have tenderness in their eyes and light in their hearts. Even walking through thick fog and darkness, they won't lose their way."
Du Ming had been raised under very strict rules. His mother's demands had become downright harsh. If things continued this way, Du Ming would become an outstanding person, but there would always be something missing inside him.
The wind howled across the rooftop. Chen Ge gave Du Ming some time to think, then took out his phone and crouched in front of him.
"Were you the one who spread those rumors at school?"
Chen Ge opened the photo album on his phone. The photos had already been deleted, and only two remained in his favorites: one of Zhang Ya, taken secretly, and another of Zhang Ya and Chen Ge walking out of the school together under an umbrella, their backs to the camera.
"I didn't spread them." It took Du Ming a long time to force out the words. He lifted his swollen face. "My mom looked through my phone behind my back. When she found the photos, she asked who that woman was. I told her she was