Compared to Yancuo, I don't seem to be any worse. Why can't I look back at myself?
It is obvious that as long as he looks back, I will definitely be there. I can be excellent, work hard, and be a match for him.
But why, he was so stingy that he refused to even give me that one glance.
It was evening again. The afternoon classes were over and all the classmates went to the cafeteria. Only Xu Lin was left, walking towards the school gate alone. Occasionally someone greeted him, but he would just respond faintly without saying anything extra.
He became more and more silent, and she knew the reason, but she was powerless to change it. She followed him all the way, watching him walk into the familiar bar, sit down in the familiar seat, order the usual drinks, and then sit quietly and start drinking slowly.
She suddenly discovered with horror that there was no light in his eyes. His eyes used to be so bright and shining, always radiating brilliance, looking like the sun, moon and stars, which could suck people in at once.
But now, his eyes were dull and he always stared at one place quietly in a daze, and there were more and more empty wine glasses at his hands. She saw him frowning, looking a little uncomfortable, with his fingers tightly gripping the glass, as if he was going to fall down in the next second.
Finally, she couldn't help herself and went forward to support him, looking at him half angry and half distressed, "Can you please stop humiliating yourself like this? Where has your pride gone?"
He glanced at her with a blank look in his eyes, not knowing whether he recognized her or not. He chuckled softly, and then spoke as if talking to himself, "You are not her, you don't understand, I only want her."
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