Tan You pulled Liuu Yize away, leaving Jiang Hua to sigh and slump onto the sofa. Old Huang tossed him a cigarette. "You've really fallen for Wen Ming? She made herself very clear. Don't go overboard."
"Am I the kind of person who doesn't know when to stop?" Jiang Hua rolled his eyes. "I just find it... novel. In all these years, this is the first time someone's been so unimpressed by me."
"Really?" Old Mo opened the window. "I think Wen Ming's attitude toward you is pretty good."
"You don't get it. She doesn't see me as a man," Jiang Hua lit a cigarette. "In her eyes, I'm just a very ordinary friend. Her gaze never lingers on me."
"I get it," Old Mo patted his shoulder, hiding a smile. "But that's not so bad. Think about it. Isn't it a rare experience to have someone see you so purely, just for who you are?"
"It just feels like a failure." Jiang Hua ran a hand through his hair. He knew this way of thinking wasn't right, but he couldn't help it.
