C155 Disordered

Jing Junling watched Gong Yichen leave and stood on the rooftop, thinking about her own worries. The wind had messed up her hair and she did not care at all. Her eyes were fixed on one spot, firm and confused.

He didn't reject me when I asked him to hug me today. Has he already started to accept me and slowly forget about Soong Jiayin? Jing Junling thought self-righteously