Xiao Yu suddenly felt that Tao Zhiyan was a little naive.
"Why do you think what you and Feng Ze have is love?"
Xiao Yu asked, "Is this what you think love is?"
He had liked someone before, too. He had been swept up in it, had even nearly dropped out of school for the person he liked.
But hadn't they broken up in the end anyway?
Sometimes, mutual affection didn't matter at all. Feelings could be cultivated.
In real life, plenty of arranged marriages turned out happier than relationships people chose for themselves.
Xiao Yu believed that if he and Feng Ze got together,
they wouldn't just be partners. He could support Feng Ze, help him succeed while succeeding himself, and forge a deeper bond.
"This is your first relationship, isn't it?" Xiao Yu asked Tao Zhiyan.
It was indeed Tao Zhiyan's first relationship, but he felt he couldn't concede ground at a time like this. He couldn't admit it.
He kept his lips pressed tight. "Does that help this conversation?"
Seeing his reaction, Xiao Yu laughed. "So it is your first."
"When I first dated someone, I was just like you. I thought liking each other was enough," Xiao Yu said. "But later, it wasn't like that at all."
Xiao Yu seemed to be remembering something from long ago.
"When I watched friends who weren't as capable as me slowly climb their way up with their boyfriends' help."
"When I was swamped with work, but he couldn't help me with anything."
"And when I wanted to ask his advice, but he didn't have a clue."
"It all annoyed me so much." Xiao Yu frowned. "Eventually, not only did I stop liking him, I couldn't stand him."
Xiao Yu lifted his eyes to Tao Zhiyan. "Anyway, the better things