She and him, a step apart—yet already worlds away.
She was still smiling, with surprising calmness. "Xiaojue, you really don't have to worry about me. You know I can protect myself. As for you, you must take care of yourself..."
Despite her hesitation, she was straightforward. "You must take care of yourself... There are some things that are unclear to me, and with my status, I can't see them clearly. But still, I hope you can be a bit more selfish. Stop prioritizing your parents in everything; consider yourself first for a change..."
His heart felt as if it were being cut by a knife.
"Alright then, let's shake hands, bid farewell like old friends."
She was the first to grasp his hand tightly, then let go.
This time, she was the first to stride away.
He stood there, watching her figure disappear into the apartment door.
A single lock, two different worlds.
