"I was so worried about you. You didn't reach out to me actively, and I was afraid to disturb you, so I didn't dare to ask."
Zhou Xiaoyue hugged Lin Yan as soon as they met.
Lin Yan smiled and said, "I've been so busy these last few days, but fortunately, most things are sorted out now."
Thinking of Song Qingping's words, Zhou Xiaoyue felt uncomfortable inside.
She complained from the bottom of her heart, "Do you remember before? Whenever you had troubles, you'd come to me first thing."
Lin Yan laughed carelessly, "What troubled me before was definitely Xiang Qingyuan. Back in the village, I thought of nothing but him. Whenever I faced a setback in feelings, I'd come running to you to complain. Every day, I feared he'd be dating someone in the city, and in the end, that's exactly what happened."
Zhou Xiaoyue felt a rift growing, realizing that to Lin Yan, she's just an emotional trash can now.
