"Do you know how much I miss you?" An Ning asked him.
It seemed like a question.
Yet it also seemed like a mere expression of yearning and sorrow.
Xiao Jinxing nodded.
He knew.
Knew how much An Ning missed Fu Xingyi.
Knew that the one she loved was Fu Xingyi.
"You promised you wouldn't die before me, you promised you'd take care of me forever, you promised you wouldn't let me be sad, liar, liar, how can you not fulfill the things you promised me!" An Ning shouted at Xiao Jinxing, suddenly breaking down, crying with grievance, "Do you know how much pain I'm in now? Do you know how much my heart aches every time I think of you? Do you know how much I have to force myself, how much I have to suppress my feelings, just to not think of you?!"
Xiao Jinxing was silent.
Silently feeling An Ning's entire collapse and love toward Fu Xingyi.
He always thought An Ning didn't understand love.
Just like she didn't understand love for him.
