They are still friends, but there are some things that remain unspoken among them.

Zhou Chengchen rarely visits, and the three of them went shopping, had dinner together, and even strolled around under the night sky, playing until past nine o’clock when Zhou Chengchen waved goodbye to them.

Brother Zhou watched the taxi drive away, lost in thought, until Xu Xinxia patted him on the shoulder: "Stop staring, let’s go. It’s already a miracle that we got to know Chengchen; she’s from a different world than us—our existence would only burden her."

Compared to before, Xu Xinxia has become a lot more cheerful. But after living cautiously for so many years, she is extremely sensitive and immensely grateful to Zhou Chengchen, hoping that some external factors won’t change the current silent understanding between them.

When Zhou Chengchen came looking for them, she was delighted, but she really won’t disrupt her life anymore.

Brother Zhou silently turned around. He was never talkative, and now he simply walked without uttering a word.

Throughout life, you’ll encounter many people; some will amaze you profoundly and then fade away in the passage of time, much like a fleeting bloom on the long road of life.

Their presence may embellish your life, but they will never alter the path you are moving forward on.

Zhou Chengchen returned to Lake Bay Villa, her mood upbeat after reuniting with old friends. As she walked, she spotted someone smoking under a large tree.

In winter, the trees are barren except for the proud trunks. That person leaned casually against the trunk—tall and lean, head slightly tilted, gaze fixed on the pitch-black sky, as if he were staring into nothingness.

A cigarette was nestled between his fingers, which he smoked puff by puff.

Soon, one cigarette finished, and he fetched another, lighting it up.

Zhou Chengchen frowned at the sight, walked straight over, and before that person could react, she had taken the cigarette from his hand, disregarding any environmental concerns, tossing it to the ground and stamping it out.

"Since when did your smoking habit become so bad?"

Sheng Yanxiao stared at Zhou Chengchen, who suddenly appeared in front of him, momentarily stunned before chuckling: "Back so late?"

His stunningly handsome face now wore a smile as forced as it could be.

Zhou Chengchen found it awkward, but she understood why Sheng Yanxiao appeared so despondent right now.

It’s because Su Weiyi had left him.

Ever since she confessed and was rejected, Zhou Chengchen felt a bit awkward around Sheng Yanxiao and Su Weiyi.

So she stayed away from them, avoid them if she could, because deep down, she felt discontent.

But after realizing Su Weiyi had departed, she had no intention of taking advantage, merely internally despising that good girl.

Running away? Did she think going abroad would erase those feelings?

Hurting others and herself.

Yet now, Zhou Chengchen feels she can somewhat understand Su Weiyi’s actions.

Because of love, she wants to be with that person, but equally due to love, she fears she might destroy him.

Just like her feelings towards Xi Siyan, if they were in Sheng Yanxiao and Su Weiyi’s position, she’d probably fret herself to death.

After talking with Sheng Yanxiao for a while, Zhou Chengchen felt none of that earlier awkwardness—her heart lacking those previous aspirations, and with her character, why would she feel awkward?

Though they were already in the neighborhood, Sheng Yanxiao insisted on walking her home. At Zhou Family’s doorstep, Zhou Chengchen headed inside while Sheng Yanxiao walked away, prompting Zhou Chengchen to involuntarily glance back at his lonesome silhouette—a scene of bleakness and solitude.

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