Lu Xingchen didn't know when exactly he had missed his chance with Ji Yu, but looking at the current situation, it was clear he no longer had one.
"Yu, if you ever need anything, you can always come to me."
"Xingchen, I don't have anything going on. Please don't put so much pressure on yourself—just focus on what you need to do." Ji Yu always felt that he seemed to have something weighing on his mind, stopping short of sharing from the very beginning.
But since he wouldn't say it, Ji Yu couldn't press for details.
Lu Xingchen forced a bitter smile. "Maybe it's just the regret of realizing something too late. But I don't have anything going on—it's good that you don't. No matter what happens, I'll always have your back."
He no longer knew what he should say.
Frustration and remorse piled up in his chest, rendering him incapable of truly facing what was in front of him.
