Ou Mingxuan felt like he was about to go deaf from all the yelling, his face in disbelief, "Xia Yuxun? Am I hearing this right? Damn! When did this happen? You've really kept it hidden deep! Did you confess to her? And then she rejected you?"
"No wonder..." Ou Mingxuan pondered, revealing an expression of sudden realization, "No wonder you were so... after you found out she died."
He had felt something was amiss back then. If they were merely ordinary friends, Nangong Mo's reaction seemed too intense.
"Ha, confess? I don't even qualify to confess, okay?" Nangong Mo drained the cup in front of him, his face showing utter misery.
"Damn, kid, can you not clarify things in one go? What exactly happened? And what do you mean 'death isn't the greatest distance'?" Ou Mingxuan always felt something was off.
Nangong Mo, slurring slightly, leaned on his shoulder and murmured, "The greatest distance... I'll tell you what the greatest distance is... It's... it's Xia Yuxun... She..."
