Not knowing whether he should be embarrassed or annoyed, once An Yang came back to his senses, he quickly told Jian Yiling that he had some other things to handle before he left.
Even though he liked Hu Jiaojiao, his feelings were worthless. In fact, his feelings would only add to her distress. If that was the case, what was the point in liking her?
It would be best for him to stay far away and not bother her anymore.
Despite thinking this, it was impossible for Hu Jiaojiao to pretend that she didn't hear those words just now.
An Yang still cared for her. He still liked her.
"Yiling…" Hu Jiaojiao cried out as she hugged her friend. Hu Jiaojiao started crying.
She missed him a lot.
Jian Yiling clumsily patted Hu Jiaojiao's back to comfort her.
"Yiling, I'm sad… I don't know what to do… I have no way to change my origin… I have no way to make myself a better person…"
