"He's still standing there." Hao Lianlian said with a sob, "What should we do? I feel like crying too."
"Why can't they just be together?" Hao Lianlian looked at Gu Lingling, the two exchanged a glance and sighed as they looked at Zhao Jingmiao, who was sobbing quietly under the covers on the bed.
Gu Lingling shook her head at her.
Seeing Zhao Jingmiao like this, Gu Lingling seemed to see herself in the past.
When Yang Yunhai confessed to her, she was just like Zhao Jingmiao now, too insecure to believe it, and then buried her head in the sand.
But you can't say Zhao Jingmiao was wrong for doing this.
She was just too kind, too thoughtful, so she preferred to feel this sadness herself rather than hurt anyone else.
Dong Zhiming stood at the entrance of the tenement building for a long while, until it got gradually dark, and only then did he silently leave.
And Zhao Jingmiao, after crying, seemed to have let the matter go, continuing to go to work and come home as usual.
