Yushan's POV
Never in my life had I ever felt so diminished. I mean, even being confronted like that directly was new to me. But I guess he was right, what he said about treating someone like a punching bag and then pretending like nothing happened. It stung because it was true, and I hated that it was true.
Still, it shouldn't have been bothering me that much.
And yet, it did.
Every single word Xiao Jun said replayed in my head like a broken record that refused to stop. His tone, his anger, the way he didn't even flinch when talking back, it all cut deeper than I wanted to admit.
And for a moment I couldn't help but blame Xin, I didn't even know how to feel about him anymore.
He ruined the night.
The same night we thought we could just relax, leaving all the unnecessary stress behind, getting drunk, laughing about the stupid things that didn't make any sense at all. But no, he had to let his jealousy ruin everything.
