Gu Nanqiao also lay down, casually pulling over a throw pillow to use, "Alright, let's not talk about him anymore."
True to form, Gu Kesi didn't continue.
Gu Nanqiao closed her eyes to rest for a while, her thoughts tangled in chaos, feeling nothing but a blank in her mind as all her ideas twisted and knotted together.
She couldn't remember how long it took before she finally opened her eyes.
The lights in the bedroom weren't on, but the moon was bright that night, and with it being New Year's Eve and every household well lit, she could still make everything out clearly. Gu Nanqiao stared at the crystal chandelier above and suddenly asked, "Sisi, you still like him, don't you?"
Gu Kesi was taken aback.
It was this brief moment that confirmed for Gu Nanqiao what she had suspected all along.
"Yes, I still like him," Gu Kesi didn't deny it, "I like Jingting, but no matter how much I like him, we can't be together."
That didn't sound quite right, did it?
It should be—