Xiang Yu desperately wanted to tell Jiang Hua that he liked her, but he dared not, and could not, say it. It wasn't that he was cowardly or incompetent, but rather that he knew that if he spoke out, he would surely be rejected, and from then on, they might not even be able to remain friends. He chose silence.

[Private Chat] [Di Ruhua] Why aren't you saying anything? If you don't say anything, I'll block you.

Jiang Hua was threatening him, and he knew that such a threat was fatal to him. He was afraid that Jiang Hua would stay angry with him and ignore him, but he knew that he must not say anything more.

Just as the Buddhists say, it cannot be spoken of, for to speak of it is to err.

In this world, people are reluctant to talk about so many things, and must remain silent; this is probably the situation here.

[Private Chat] [Di Ruhua] Then I'll block you.

When Jiang Hua saw that Xiang Yu did not reply, she got angry and blocked him.

Seeing Jiang Hua's reply, Xiang Yu sneered and didn't reply, continuing to go to the bar that night. A wave of bitterness washed over her. "I did this just to get closer to you. I wanted to leave a trace in your world, and even more so, I wanted to occupy a place in your heart. Why can't you even look at me? Am I really that hateful to you, Jiang Hua…?"

After Jiang Hua blocked Xiang Yu, she felt even more upset, thinking: Why didn't he tell me the reason clearly? What's the point of lying to me...? Is this how he just brushes me off...?

Jiang Hua's emotions affected Ji Kexin, who was standing nearby. She was busy asking her what was wrong, but Jiang Hua, without a care in the world, told her the whole story.

Ji Kexin forced a smile and comforted her, "He probably didn't do it on purpose, so don't be sad. I feel like he probably likes you." As Ji Kexin said this, a strange sadness welled up inside her, as if her heart were breaking. Xiang Yu deeply loved Jiang Hua, but she, Ji Kexin, also deeply loved Xiang Yu. When would Xiang Yu finally see her unwavering devotion...?

Jiang Hua was stunned when she heard Ji Kexin say this. She didn't say anything and went off to think about the cause and effect of these things.

Ji Kexin thought to herself, "This is a good opportunity. Jiang Hua isn't around, so maybe I can comfort and console him, thus gaining a foothold in Xiang Yu's heart. That way, Xiang Yu might develop feelings for me." Ji Kexin took the opportunity to message Xiang Yu, but he didn't reply. Ji Kexin figured he was probably drowning his sorrows at a bar again, so she decided to go find him there.

Upon arriving at the bar, looking around, they indeed saw Xiang Yu there, drinking alone in silence, looking utterly desolate.

Ji Kexin was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, but mostly with heartache. Love in this world is always so inexplicable. The one Xiang Yu loved so deeply was destined for separation; the one Ji Kexin loved so painfully was precisely the one whose path to love was fraught with hardship. Why did falling in love make her so humble, abandoning her pride and self-respect so that her eyes and heart were filled only with him… Seeing him well brought her joy; if he was unwell, she felt even more sorrow; if he was sad, she would always be there for him…

Ji Kexin felt terrible and comforted him, "My god, don't be sad, okay? Jiang Hua told me that it's understandable that she was angry after exposing you like that. She'll be fine in a while. Don't take it to heart. It would be a loss if you got sick from getting angry."

"Hahahaha... Jiang Hua... do you really hate me that much... won't you even look at me twice...?"

"I'm just kidding... I'm just kidding... Xiang Yu is Liu Yun Yishua, and Liu Yun Yishua is me, Xiang Yu, hahahahaha..."

"It cannot be said...it cannot be said...it cannot be said...I tell myself..."

"There are gods in this world, but they won't favor people like me..."

As Xiang Yu rambled on and on, Ji Kexin understood that he loved him deeply. The deeper the love, the more heart-wrenching and humble he became... But Ji Kexin didn't want to see him like this. Her heart ached, it ached terribly, like it was bleeding, like it was being cut by a knife.

Since they were both heartbroken, they decided to drink together with Xiang Yu.

While Xiang Yu was drinking, Ji Kexin glanced at her watch; it was already past midnight. She looked outside again; there were very few cars on the street, and the neon lights in the bar were still flashing incessantly. Ji Kexin's face flushed slightly. She silently watched Xiang Yu finish his last sip and said softly, "It's late, let's go back and rest."

Xiang Yu nodded, but then lost control and nearly bumped into the table. Ji Kexin was so startled that she immediately steadied him and led him out of the bar.

The two stood on the street, Ji Kexin supporting Xiang Yu with one hand and taking out her phone to hail a taxi with the other.

"Going to your house?" Ji Kexin figured her parents were probably home, so she couldn't go to her own house. She turned to ask Xiang Yu, who was half-drunk. A night breeze blew, sobering Xiang Yu up a bit, but drowsiness returned, and he mumbled a reply. Ji Kexin let him get into the car, gave the driver the address, and they sped home.

Ji Kexin arrived at Xiang Yu's door, hesitant and unsure what to do. Just then, Xiang Yu gently tugged at her, took out a key from his pocket, and handed it to her. Ji Kexin immediately opened the door, her eyes falling on Xiang Yu's simple and clean interior design. She was momentarily stunned, then quickly realized what was happening and gently placed Xiang Yu on the sofa. Only then did she notice that Xiang Yu had fallen asleep right after she gave him the key. Ji Kexin went to the bathroom, filled a basin with water, and carefully washed Xiang Yu's face. Xiang Yu was so close to her that she could even see the fine downy hairs on his face; his handsome features made her momentarily lost in thought.

After glancing around the kitchen, Ji Kexin recognized most of the tools. On a whim, she opened a search engine and looked up recipes for rice porridge, finding one that claimed to be simple, easy to make, and perfect for beginners—barley porridge. After reading through the instructions and finding it straightforward, she started making it. Aside from forgetting to add salt and water, there weren't any major problems. She just wasn't sure how it would taste.

While waiting, Ji Kexin boiled a cup of water and placed it on the coffee table next to Xiang Yu, just in case Xiang Yu was disturbed while sleeping. Driven by a certain curiosity about Xiang Yu's home, Ji Kexin got up and walked around the living room. She paused at the door of Xiang Yu's room, then grasped the doorknob and pushed open the slightly ajar door.

As expected, Xiang Yu's room, though small, was exquisite. Predominantly blue and white, it was cluttered yet well-organized, with many items. A bookshelf beside the bed was the same style as the one in Ji Kexin's room. Ji Kexin suddenly became excited, her mind racing with thoughts. The bookshelf was filled with books, mostly study guides and novels, interspersed with a few magazines and game guides. A diary lay open on the table. Suppressing her curiosity, Ji Kexin quietly left the room, closing the door behind her.