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Yan Su felt a surge of irritation, but put on a surprised expression. "Zhou Yu, why do you say that?"

It seemed that Qin Zhouyu's words had greatly misunderstood him.

"Yan Su, you don't need to put on an act in front of me."

Yan Su gave an embarrassed smile. "Although I don't know why you said that, you must have misunderstood."

"My feelings for Liang Qing are genuine."

His hands trembled uncontrollably as he said those words, as if telling this lie was an unbearable ordeal for him.

Do you even believe what you're saying?

"of course."

Qin Zhouyu met his gaze, scrutinizing him with eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

Yan Su could tell from the look on his face that he didn't believe him.

But so what? When it comes to feelings, he can't just say whatever he wants.

There are plenty of people in this world who can say they love someone even if they don't.

For as long as Qin Zhouyu stared at him, Yan Su accepted his gaze, never looking away for a moment.

Gradually, his gaze toward Qin Zhouyu changed from anger to sympathy.

Sympathy. Yan Su clenched his fists. Was Qin Zhouyu sympathizing with him?

What could he possibly have to sympathize with?

Does he feel ashamed of lying?

Yan Su felt a surge of anger; he suddenly didn't want to look at his pitying gaze.

Qin Zhouyu's anger did not make him back down, but the sympathy in his eyes was something he could not bear for a moment longer.

Damn it, why did he look at him like that!

However, Qin Zhouyu's next sentence completely ignited Yan Su's anger.

His voice was tinged with helplessness, "You can't even love yourself, how could you possibly love others?"

"Perhaps you don't even know what love is."

As soon as he finished speaking, his collar was pulled by an external force. The collar that Xue Fanxing had pulled had not yet been smoothed out before it became wrinkled again.

He met Yan Su's eyes, which were red-rimmed as if he were in a fit of rage, but Qin Zhouyu only felt sorry for him.

"Don't look at me like that!" Yan Su said through gritted teeth, his hand gripping Qin Zhouyu's collar tighter and tighter.

He grew increasingly agitated, shouting, "How dare you say I don't understand love!"

"What makes you think I don't understand love? And what do you even know?"

A coward who lets his beloved wander among three men dares to tell him that he doesn't understand love.

Qin Zhouyu stared at him quietly for a long time, still with that same look in his eyes, which almost drove Yan Su to the brink of collapse.

Driven mad by his silence, Yan Su let go and was about to punch him, yelling, "You bastard!"

His fist was firmly blocked by Qin Zhouyu, who was stronger than him, so Yan Su's fist was held in place and could not move.

The physical defeat made Yan Su hate him even more. "You're so smug, aren't you?"

Qin Zhouyu pushed away the other hand that was still grabbing his collar and said calmly, "There's nothing to be proud of."

"Heh." His nonchalant attitude only made Yan Su more furious.

Qin Zhouyu released his grip on his hand. "I won't fight you."

Yan Su angrily withdrew his hand, and seeing Qin Zhouyu speak again, "Ask yourself honestly, were you really happy when you did these things?"

……

Yan Su sat on the ground, his face indistinct in the dim light.

He didn't know when Qin Zhouyu left.

Yan Su opened his hands, looking at his empty palms, and murmured, "Am I happy doing these things?"

As he watched, he suddenly burst into laughter. "Yes, I am happy."

Why should I let his words influence my beliefs?

"How dare he say I don't understand love? What does his love even amount to?"

"What does it matter!"

"So what if I don't understand love? What's so special about love anyway?"

He muttered to himself for what seemed like an eternity before finally standing up, his eyes filled with malice. "He loves Liang Qing, doesn't he? Then let me wait and see if he'll still be able to stand on high and mighty and point fingers at me like he does today when that love brings him misfortune."