"Sweetie, are you and Bo Jingnian planning to keep things like this?" Yan Luoxi asked tentatively.
Tian Lingyun was silent for a moment. She lowered her eyelids, seemingly deep in thought, and after a while, she replied, "That's what I'm planning for the time being."
As she spoke, she suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, "Erluo, sometimes I feel that life is really too meaningless. You see, I was just 20 when I met Bo Jingnian. Over the years, we've been on and off. Although we've known each other for over a decade, the actual time we've been together hasn't exceeded five years."
Yan Luoxi thought about it, and a pang of pain arose in her heart, "Sweetie..."
"In the past, when he left without a word, I constantly thought about him, but also resented him, thinking that when he returned, I'd demand an explanation. This mindset kept me going, waiting for three years. When he finally came back, I realized I wasn't waiting for an explanation— I was genuinely waiting for him."
