Whether she lacked confidence in herself, genuinely felt insecure, or it was because of everything that had happened before.
Yao Qing always felt that Yu Yanshen's affection for her wasn't as passionate as she imagined, and even felt that his feelings for her were always dispensable in his heart.
If one truly cares about someone and holds them in their heart, they would consider their feelings in everything they do, wouldn't they? That's what Yao Qing thought.
Right now, he felt wistful at most because he was about to lose an object he was quite fond of, attempting to retain it nothing more.
Although she told herself that.
Yet, uncontrollably, another little thought sprang up in her heart—
Perhaps, just perhaps, it was because of love.
She should be worthy of love, she should be worthy of being loved, why shouldn't she be worthy of love.
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Breakfast time thus swiftly flew by before her eyes.
