Ji Tian turned her head to look at Gong Yu, her eyes, clear in black and white, filled with rejection, "I'm not going. If he wants to court death, what use is it if I go?"
Gong Yu's mouth curled into a slight smile, "Actually, I'm quite envious of him. In his life, the most important thing is you; everything else is secondary. His goal is clear and singular, while I have many concerns, many things I can't let go of. That's why I've always been behind him, always a step slower."
Ji Tian was confused, "So, what are you trying to say?"
He sighed softly, "Sigh, I really don't want to help him. But I think, even if I wait a few more years, you still won't like me. It seems like we can only be friends."
"..."
Huh? She hadn't felt Gong Yu's affections for her.
