Zhuo Ling's voice drifted over on the wind. "Jin Yi, I saw you. You've been watching Bai Wanwan all night."
Jin Yi pressed his lips together, saying nothing. He couldn't deny it.
He truly hadn't been able to stop himself from looking at her, time and time again.
Seeing that he didn't deny it, Zhuo Ling's heart ached even more. "Shi Hua told me they're leaving once the warm season arrives. She won't stay for you, Jin Yi. Only I will always be by your side..."
"Zhuo Ling," Jin Yi cut her off, his voice grave. "She was never part of the Golden Lion Tribe. She can leave whenever she pleases. Whether she stays or goes has nothing to do with us."
"How could it have nothing to do with us? You're only acting so distant now because of her. And yet... you used to like me."
Jin Yi was already in a foul mood, and now Zhuo Ling was spouting this nonsense.
