"And then what? Did the boy find the girl?"
"Mm, he did." Yin Qianze gently replied.
He recognized her in an instant.
"So, does that mean he must have good eyesight? Was the ending perfect?"
"The ending... was that the girl already had someone else she liked. And the boy, before he even confessed, had already lost his chance."
Xiyan furrowed her brows, "What a pity..."
"Feeling sad?" Yin Qianze smiled as he ruffled Xiyan's head gently, "Silly girl, it's just a story."
"I don't like tragedies."
"Then what about you? If you were the girl in the story, and the boy confessed to you, would you accept him?"
Xiyan thought about it carefully before replying, "If I already had someone else I liked, then I wouldn't accept. Though I'd feel sorry for the boy, sympathy... isn't love."
"That's true." Yin Qianze lowered his gaze, murmuring softly in agreement with Xiyan's words.
Sympathy isn't love.
