"Why is it you?" Shen Weiyi looked at Jiang Zhiyi standing before her, releasing the hand that had been holding him back.
"That person just now..." Jiang Zhiyi frowned as he looked at her.
"It’s none of your business."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Weiyi interrupted, "If you just want to ask who that guy was, I don’t think I need to answer you."
"Do we really have to be ?"
Jiang Zhiyi pursed his lips, his gaze somewhat melancholic as he looked at her, his voice hoarse, "Even though we’ve broken up, don’t all the years we’ve grown up together count for something?"
This time, Shen Weiyi didn’t speak.
In fact, she had never thought that she and Jiang Zhiyi would end up .
If she had known, perhaps she wouldn’t have been so nice to him from the start.
If she hadn’t been so nice to him, would the two of them not have ended up this way?
But now, it was too late for anything.
Walking to this point today, both of them were at fault.
"Otherwise? Do you really think we can still be friends?" After a long while, Shen Weiyi finally retorted.
Jiang Zhiyi stared into her eyes, "As long as you want, we can."
"I think it’s better not to." Shen Weiyi harshly refused.
"I don’t want every time I make friends in the future for you to come out and question who he is. I don’t want us to end up loathing each other." It’s better to keep some good memories and part ways here.
"I will try to control myself," Jiang Zhiyi said, his face pale.
"Ah Yi, don’t be so obsessed anymore." She knew what he really wanted, and it wasn’t just to remain friends.
By now, there was no way they could get back together.
Instead of letting him be disappointed again and again, it was better to make it clear from the start.
"The past is the past; we can’t go back to how things were," she said.
Jiang Zhiyi actually understood; he had always known the nature of that girl—seemingly gentle and without temper, yet harsher than anyone.
"Is it because you’ve fallen for someone else?" he asked hoarsely.
Shen Weiyi hesitated for a second before nodding, "Yes!"
"Shen Weiyi, you’re really cruel!" Jiang Zhiyi gritted his teeth.
Shen Weiyi remained silent.
The next second, she heard his nearly desperate voice, "But what can I do? I still really like you."
Shen Weiyi’s heart felt sour as she lifted her eyes to look at him, "It will pass. In the future, you will meet someone better than me." In this relationship, both of them were at fault; she had spoiled him but hadn’t been able to spoil him thoroughly.
In life, you will meet many people. Some can accompany you for a lifetime, others only for a while. Whether walking side by side or taking different roads, meeting is fate, and companionship is fortune.
Neither of them had the ability to foresee the future, to calculate the most beautiful encounter or the most painful farewell. She didn’t regret meeting him, didn’t regret being kind to him, but if she could do it over again, she wouldn’t want to.
"It won’t happen!" Jiang Zhiyi gave a wry smile.
The tall boy suddenly crouched in front of her, crying like a child.
In this world, there was only one Shen Weiyi, only one person who would hold his hand and take him home during his most miserable and darkest moments.
But now, she didn’t want him anymore.
Some people, once lost, are lost forever.