As his eyes opened again, Di Mingzhe’s deep gaze gradually cleared. He moved his hand over the tablet and immersed himself in his work.
Work hard. Something must fill the hollow heart.
When your heart becomes full, some things fade away without you realizing it.
Di Xiaxia closed her eyes at his side. It seemed like she was sound asleep, but she was not.
Her mood wasn’t much better than Di Mingzhe’s.
Her feelings were complicated, truly complicated.
After all this time, she had grown to like Gu Qibao very much.
Gu Qibao was so adorable, so energetic, sweet talking and kind-hearted. Her numerous virtues made it impossible not to adore her.
Plus, Gu Qibao’s temperament paired really well with Di Mingjue’s. A ’perfect match’ would not be an overstatement.
One hot, one cold; one rise, one fall—it was harmony in its purest form.
The happiness between the two of them was palpable to anyone who had seen them.
How could she bear to see Di Mingjue unhappy?
Although she was a bit unsure about her feelings for Di Mingjue, whether it was love, like, or curiosity, he was the man she had been pursuing for twenty years.
It’s like a lie— if you say it for long enough and repeat it enough times, you’ll begin to believe it yourself.
Di Xiaxia barely pulled up the corners of her mouth. In fact, love is kind of like a huge gamble. You don’t know who loses or wins, but there’s always a winner and, inevitably, a loser.
In the relationship between her and Di Mingjue, she was undoubtedly the loser, utterly and completely.
But what about between her and Di Mingzhe?
Upon this thought, Di Xiaxia abruptly opened her eyes and slowly turned her head to look at Di Mingzhe.
Di Mingzhe was diligently viewing something on his tablet, something resting within his email inbox. He was focused, utterly absorbed.


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