Luo Xinyan looked at Ji Weitian's eyes flickering slightly, a wistful gleam swept across the depths of her gaze, soon after, the corners of her mouth drew a bitter smile.
"What else can I do if I don't leave? I am powerless to do anything, staying will only make me feel awkward."
As Luo Xinyan said this, tears welled up in her eyes, and suddenly she extended her hand to grab Ji Weitian's arm.
Full of apologies, she began,
"Weitian, back then I suffered such humiliation and acted impulsively; I left without looking back, without telling you, hoping you would not blame me."
"…"
Ji Weitian felt a dryness in her throat and was at a loss for words.
In her mind flashed the love stories Luo Xinyan once told her.
Her romance with Qin Nanyu.
A young and beautiful junior from the Computer Science Department fell in love with a talented senior at first sight.
Qin Nanyu was too outstanding; at Jiangcheng University, whatever he did attracted everyone's attention.
