Zhu Huahua dragged Su Ge for quite a distance before finally finding a place with fewer people.
As soon as they sat down, Su Ge took out a tissue from her bag and handed it over, "Go ahead and cry."
"Cry for what?" Zhu Huahua looked confused.
"Aren't you supposed to cry over a breakup?"
"Breakup? Are you talking about that jerk?" Zhu Huahua suddenly stood up from the bench, "Su Xiaoge, do you think I am someone who would cry over such a scumbag? Have I gone mad? That short, unattractive guy isn't worth my precious tears, what a joke!"
Su Ge's mouth twitched.
Wasn't she the one making a scene and crying over that jerk in front of so many people just now?
Women really are fickle.
Su Ge took back the tissue and grabbed Zhu Huahua's hand to make her sit down, "It's good that you think this way. That jerk is just a crooked tree, and if you give up on one crooked tree, you still have a whole forest. Didn't Einstein say, 'The best is yet to come?'"
Einstein: ??
