Han Xiao had free time these days—or so it seemed. If you said he was busy, though, that was true too.
So after chatting (and bragging) with Han Xiao for a while and accepting his hospitality for a few days, Meng Chuan told him not to trouble himself anymore.
He shouldn't spend his time on Meng Chuan. Meng Chuan wasn't going to be moved.
If they weren't right for each other, they weren't right for each other. No amount of effort would change that.
Years of persistence wouldn't win affection or soften a heart. They would only earn him a cheap label and contempt.
Rather than fix his gaze on someone as unattainable as Meng Chuan, he should cherish the people right in front of him.
So stop fucking simping!
Han Xiao heard Meng Chuan's words and woke as if from a dream. He understood that Meng Chuan was someone he could never win over.
He turned back before going too far and threw himself into his work, arranging his affairs—no, wait, handling the Superpower Sanctuary's miscellaneous business—and spending time with his family.
The truth was, during Meng Chuan's visit, Han Xiao had been inseparable from him every day. That had prompted questions from a few acquaintances.
Who was that handsome guy? The two of you were joined at the hip. Things looked pretty heated!
So Han Xiao went off to attend to his own business.
He left Information Anchors behind in case the immense flood of information overwhelmed him during the process of transforming from an informational state into reality.
The Information Anchors were there to keep Han Xiao himself stable.
Still, Han Xiao's departure was no problem. During the days the two of them had spent glued together, Meng Chuan had more or less finished studying Han Xiao's