Yu Tianheng looked at Dugu Yan instinctively clutching Li Qinglian's arm, at her cheeks flushed by the sunset, and at the awkwardness in her eyes at having her secret exposed.
In an instant, he felt something in his chest crack apart.
He had pursued Dugu Yan for two whole years.
Over those two years, he had given her flowers, treated her to meals, waited for her after class at the school gates, and rushed over with medicine whenever she was injured.
He had thought she was merely slow to warm up, that she simply was not ready yet—but now, he understood.
She was not slow to warm up.
She just did not like him.
"Yan!"
"Isn't he the man we saw at the tavern two days ago?"
"How could you be with him?"
Yu Tianheng completely exploded.
He had always thought Dugu Yan was slow to warm up. But where was the slowness in this?
Dugu Yan had definitely met this guy for the first time that day too.
And then they got together?
"What does it have to do with you who I'm with? I don't like you."
Dugu Yan curled her lips and refused to let go of Li Qinglian's arm.
She really had considered Yu Tianheng before.
If she had not met someone better, perhaps she would have accepted him.
But after meeting Li Qinglian, there was no longer room in her heart for anyone else.
"You don't like me? I always thought you were a girl who was slow to warm up. That's why I kept persisting... and yet you turned around and got together with another man. How could you do this to me?"
Yu Tianheng's eyes were bloodshot.
"Yu Tianheng, stop being unreasonable. I have never liked you."
"We've been classmates for years. If