Song Yunchi didn't know whether to laugh at her finally being honest once, or to laugh at his own pathetic self.
He should probably laugh at his own pathetic self.
He occasionally remembered a saying that he felt was quite true.
Men are just pathetic.
He didn't know about others, but he felt he was pretty pathetic.
When he had something, he didn't cherish it. When he lost it, he clung on desperately, refusing to let go.
He also thought about parting peacefully, maybe it would be better like this, maybe he should just let her release him, let her love whoever she wanted from here on out.
He tried too.
But it didn't work.
His rational mind and his beating heart both told him, it wouldn't work.
If it wasn't Lu Meng, it wouldn't work for him.
Only Lu Meng was acceptable.
And only Lu Meng… was the one he loved.
Even if others were wonderful, excellent, they just weren't Lu Meng…
Maybe it's true what they say, you only know how to cherish things once you've lost them.
