"I don't know." Han Yingying shook her head honestly, but her expression was not one of confusion.
"All I know is that after being with Shen Mosheng, I rarely think of my senior. It felt like the world was collapsing when I just got heartbroken, and my heart was about to stop beating.
But in just over two months, it all felt like a distant memory. Sometimes I even struggle to remember how I felt back then, wondering how I could love someone so much for two years and do everything foolish for him."
"That shows your wound has begun to heal. The best way to forget a painful memory is by starting a new relationship."
Han Zishi couldn't help but stroke his sister's head, his eyes full of barely concealed tenderness, and his tone was very comforting.
"My Yingying doesn't have to be sad over someone unworthy anymore."
"Senior was good, just not meant for me." Although they couldn't be together, Han Yingying didn't want to say a bad word about Fu Yingjun.