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The truth was, she was already happy enough to hear his confession just now.
However, she did not wish to hold out hope any longer.
She accepted that he would never love her back.
Let things end here.
Huo Chen watched her leave with his fists clenched tightly. He could barely hold himself together.
After a long pause, he relaxed his hands and smiled bitterly.
Despite everything he had said, Wen He’s resolve remains unshaken.
Perhaps there was really no chance between them anymore.
When Wen He was finally out of sight, Huo Chen looked away and made his way slowly back to the private room and sat down in a corner.
His tall and skinny figure slumped tiredly on the sofa.
His eyes were dim and lacked the confidence that was so characteristic of him.
Lu Zhaoyang frowned worriedly at the sight of her friend.
“Chen, are you really going to give up like that?”
“What else can I do?” Huo Chen asked without intonation. “You can force matters of the heart.”
That had always been his principle, but he had acted against it time and again to keep Wen He by his side.
Nevertheless, despite everything he did, Wen He did not change her mind.
Lu Zhaoyang felt concerned and looked at Huo Yunting to seek his opinion.
“What would you do if it was you?”
Huo Yunting raised an eyebrow and replied frankly.
“I’ll force her to stay.”
“…”
Lu Zhaoyang scowled at him. The man was hopeless.
She considered the matter for a while and then went to sit beside Huo Chen.
“The thing is, I can see that Wen He still loves you. As someone directly involved, you may not see it, but I am sure that everyone else will agree with me.”
Huo Chen looked up abruptly at her.
She continued, “The problem is not on her end, but on yours.”
“What?” Huo Chen tried to stay calm as he asked, “What do you mean?”
Huo Yunting crossed his legs and leaned back against the sofa. He added his own piece, “She loves you, but you do not love her back. That is the reason she is leaving.”
“Yes.” Lu Zhaoyang nodded in agreement.
Love?
Huo Chen’s eyes narrowed in confusion and distress.
“That is not something I can control.”
He felt comfortable being around Wen He and enjoyed their time together.
Was that not enough?
Lu Zhaoyang gave him a few moments of silence to consider the matter, and then she interrupted with a revelation that shocked him deeply.
“Chen, you are already in love with Wen He, can’t you see?”
What?
I am in love with her?
“That’s impossible.” Huo Chen stood up abruptly and said, “The one I love is…”
You.
Huo Yunting threw a side glance at him and huffed at the ridiculity of things.
Lu Zhaoyang threw Huo Chen a lifeline and explained, “That is only something you tell yourself, and it is preventing you from recognizing your own true feelings.”
She did not know if she was on the mark, but the truth had to be something along those lines.
She did not want to see him and Wen He lose this opportunity.
“You may have decided deep inside that you will only ever reserve your heart for me, or you may think that you can never love anyone else but me.”
Huo Yunting looked at him with an unreadable expression.
Huo Chen considered her words.
She was not wrong.
“That is where you are wrong.”
Lu Zhaoyang had been there before, so she understood him better than anyone else.
“Despite surviving your injuries and waking up from your coma, you found that I had fallen in love with Huo Yunting. You should break free of your own psychological cage and search for your own answers. Ask yourself, do you really love me still? You been seeing me interacting with Huo Yunting, do you still feel jealous?”
“…”
