"You..." The remaining words lingered between her lips and teeth, but they couldn't be said.
How have you been? How are you doing? Han Litong didn't know what she wanted to say; perhaps nothing she said would be meaningful. She hadn't cared about how Han Jing was doing before, so saying such things now felt awkward.
So she swallowed the rest of the words, turned away, and looked aimlessly into the distance, feeling empty. After a long while, she asked, "Is there something you need?"
If there wasn't anything, she probably wouldn't have come.
Han Jing looked at Han Litong like this, not knowing what to say. What should have been said and shouldn't, she'd already cleared up with her, but she remained immersed in her own world, so there was nothing more she could do.
How a person's life turns out depends on themselves, not others.
Towards Han Litong, she had done all she could, and really had nothing more to say to her.
