"I heard that feelings can be cultivated," Baili Xia turned around to look at Dongfang Jin, her smile brighter than before, "Is Brother that bad? Do you know that Brother is almost every girl's dream lover in our school?"
"You don't actually think that," Dongfang Jin sighed softly, walking slowly towards her.
"Do we still need to pretend in front of each other? We've been together for two years; I understand you more than anyone else."
Baili Xia remained silent; people change, and whether they understand each other anymore is unknown to anyone.
"You don't even trust me anymore," This realization pained Dongfang Jin even more.
The once sole trust, now, was just one among a few others.
Perhaps she trusted him, but it was like how she trusted Mu Xiaoyao and Nangong Xu, no longer unique.
"Jin, there are some things I still want to clear up with you." Every time she saw him look desolate, it pained her too.
