He couldn't stand the plaintive look in Pei Weiyi's eyes, so he hurriedly changed the subject and teased Guan Xin beside him,
"Seeing Wuyue like this, don't you feel uncomfortable at all?"
Guan Xin said calmly, "Senior Jiang Ran went through things far more cruel than any 'discomfort' I've ever known. If I were Wuyue, I'd do the same. Besides, looking at it now, it was precisely Senior Jiang Ran's words that made Wuyue and me recognize our own feelings."
Fan Wubing straightened, full of solemn respect,
"Worthy of the Literary Ancestor, truly magnanimous."
Guan Xin smiled. "My chest can probably hold only one or two people, unlike you—yours holds the whole world."
Pei Weiyi followed with a laugh. "That's not it. A heart that holds the whole world doesn't hold those one or two people."
Their words, in different order, naturally carried different meanings.
Guan Xin's was sincere admiration, while Pei Weiyi's was deliberate teasing.
Fan Wubing tilted his head helplessly.
