Chang Xuyu smiled, leaning her head against Yuan Zixu's shoulder, and sighed, as if with feeling. "I do like him. A man like him—how many girls wouldn't like him?"
Yuan Zixu was visibly startled by this definitive answer, her eyes widening. "Then you..."
"But in this world, liking someone doesn't mean you can be together. I've already made it clear to him."
Seeing Chang Xuyu's nonchalant expression, Yuan Zixu shook her head.
"You know, a man like him—not many girls wouldn't like him. In the future, he'll remarry, have children. This city isn't that big; you never know when you'll run into each other. At that time... will you really be okay with that?"
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