"You only know how to say 'hmm'?"
"Yes!"
Feng Fanghua...
"What are your feelings towards Yichen?"
Feng Fanghua suddenly asked.
"Is it love, gratitude, or habit? Or is it because he likes you, so you just cling to him like a big tree?"
Qin Mu...
"Can't you make a choice either?"
Feng Fanghua turned to look at her, really a bit annoyed, feeling that no matter how much she prodded, she couldn't get a word out, truly infuriating.
"Big tree?"
She tentatively said it, because since she was little, he had been her big tree.
"Then do you have no feelings for him? Are you only with him to use him as a support?"
Like a judge, Feng Fanghua spoke, her voice not as righteous as a judge's, but it certainly had the tone of passing judgment on her.
A long gash seemed to have been sliced through Qin Mu's heart, but when she wanted to retort, she felt it so pale.
"Pitiful fool, he treasures you like a treasure, knowing you don't love him, but he can't bear to let go."