Shen Jin lightly bit her lips and touched her hair, her gaze never leaving Yun Xiaoran. Her nerves refused to settle, but she kept her expression composed as she asked:
"Do you still love her?"
There was a barely perceptible tremor of tears in Shen Jin's voice, along with the jealousy buried in her heart. This time, she did not avert her eyes.
After Shen Jin asked that question, a long silence settled over the room, enveloping Sister Hua and Yun Xiaoran as well.
The room was utterly quiet. Only their faint breathing and the hum of the air conditioner could be heard.
"I stopped liking her after we broke up."
Although Yun Xiaoran was drunk and lightheaded, he knew what he was saying. When he heard Shen Jin's question, he had even considered refusing to answer.
It was not that he still clung to Li Qingxi. He simply wanted to lick the wounds in his heart alone.
But at that moment.
As Yun Xiaoran hesitated, he suddenly noticed the way Shen Jin was looking at him.
He saw so much in that gaze.
Nervousness, inexperience in love, maturity, composure, her love for him, and so many hopes were all held within that brief look.
Even when love was kept tightly under wraps, it would still spill out through the eyes.
That was why Yun Xiaoran had said those words to Shen Jin.
They were also his way of making peace with the person he had been in college.
I was so naive and childish back then. I really believed the love I held on to would remain steadfast as our positions in life kept changing.
Now, I suppose I've finally faced reality in another way.
Yun Xiaoran noticed a glass of liquor on the table in front of