Leaning against the car door, lowered his head to light a cigarette, and exhaled a smoke ring, from a distance, saw a tall figure coming out.
"I thought you wouldn't come out to see me."
Mu Jingxi's face was somber. No matter how much he denied it, his feelings for Ye Han Chen could never be the same again.
Once there's a rift, it can never go back to what it was.
"Some things have to be made clear." Mu Jingxi casually shoved his hands into his suit pockets.
"Won't you invite me in for a sit-down?"
"I think it's no longer necessary now."
Ye Han Chen's fingers holding the cigarette trembled imperceptibly. He took a deep drag, smiled mockingly, "Since when did our relationship drift apart to this extent?"
"Any drifting apart has its causes." They grew up together, and their childhood friendship had unknowingly drifted apart.
They both bore responsibility.
At this moment, it's not feasible to debate right or wrong.
When friendship comes to an end, then let it be.
