Lu Xize wasn't a petty person. Chu Yao was sure of this. Ever since he was a child, he'd possessed a steadiness, maturity, and magnanimity that other kids his age lacked. He was like that back then, and he surely still was now.
So his pettiness was reserved just for her.
Chu Yao fell asleep with a smile on her face. This feeling was truly wonderful.
Romance is a state of being, but it's even more of a feeling.
Lu Xize's inexplicable jealousy that day was the catalyst that completely filled Chu Yao's heart with the feeling of being in love.
In an instant, all the tender feelings she had been accumulating came pouring out. From the moment Chu Yao opened her eyes in the morning, she felt like she was floating on air.
Lu Xize was still Lu Xize, and nothing around her had changed, yet Chu Yao felt as if everything was different.
It wasn't just her who felt this; even He Qiao, who was always by her side, noticed it.
