Why do you ask that?

After a moment of silence, Gu Nianci asked in return.

Song Qingrong sneered, did not answer, and went straight upstairs.

I looked at her, then glanced at Gu Nianci, who remained silent.

Does Gu Nianci have a heart?

I'm pretty sure she did, at least a few years ago, but back then her heart belonged to Xu Yan, not me. As for later and even now, she probably doesn't anymore, right?

For her now, self-interest is more important than anything else.

Her relationship with Xu Yan was no longer as pure as it once was; it was more about mutual exploitation.

I still don't quite understand what she's trying to do with her current actions.

Are those sunflowers in the yard really just for outsiders to see, as Song Qingrong said?

While I was trying to figure it out, I found myself drawn to Song Qingrong's side. At that moment, Song Qingrong was already in my old room, which had become empty after I left.

When I arrived, Song Qingrong was standing blankly by the bed, and I could hear her sobbing softly.

"Even if there's nothing of mine left here, it doesn't have to be that sad to the point of crying, does it?"

I walked over, puzzled.

Then, as soon as I got to Song Qingrong's side, I was stunned.

Song Qingrong's gaze was fixed on the bedside table, which was originally empty but now had a photo on it—a wedding photo of me and Gu Nianci.

Looking at this photo, I was momentarily dazed.

For a period of time, I would take it out and look at it almost every night before going to bed, and several times I even fell asleep while looking at it.

Back then, I looked forward almost every day to the day when Gu Nianci would be moved by me and we could truly become a couple, just like in our wedding photos, looking incredibly loving.

But later, I gradually realized that such days were nothing more than me indulging in self-pity. The fact that Gu Nianci didn't love me was impossible to change, so I slowly gave up.

About a year ago, I put this photo away and then forgot about it, so much so that I had forgotten it even when I left this place.

But now, it has reappeared.

Is it Gu Nianci?

"Xu Ruo, if he doesn't love you, why are you still keeping this photo?"

"Are you stupid?!"

At this moment, Song Qingrong suddenly spoke with a sob in her voice. I could hear the grievance and resentment in her voice. At the same time, she picked up the photo frame, seemingly wanting to take out the photo.

Seeing her like this, I couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

"You're pretty silly too."

I didn't stop her. This photo no longer meant anything to me; Gu Nianci and I had already reached the end.

Of course.

Even if I wanted to stop it, I couldn't.

However, Song Qingrong was ultimately a step too slow. Just then, Gu Nianci rushed in and snatched the photo away.

"Miss Song, is it polite of you to touch other people's things like this?"

“That belongs to Xu Ruo!” Song Qingrong said indignantly.

Gu Nianci pointed to herself in the photo and said, "Look carefully, this is a photo of me and Xu Ruo."

"Gu Nianci, don't you think what you're doing is ridiculous?" Song Qingrong looked at Gu Nianci with red eyes. "You're the one who drove Xu Ruo away."

"You told him over and over again that you didn't love him."

"Now that he's gone, what's the point of your hypocrisy?"

"You're doing this..."

Don't you think you're disgusting?

"What I do is none of your business." Faced with Song Qingrong's questioning, Gu Nianci's expression remained unchanged, she simply stared coldly at Song Qingrong, "Now you've seen it all."

"If there's nothing else, please leave."