Ling Yunshu's voice paused slightly, then she picked up the water cup in front of her and took another sip before continuing, "Actually, after you left that day, Shi Che and I had a big fight."
"I know, that incident shouldn't be blamed on you or Shi Che, after all, it was just an accident, but at that time, I... was too irrational, couldn't hold back, and said something particularly hurtful."
Ling Yunshu's voice echoed, word by word, in the quiet space, and when Ling Chuxia heard the last sentence, her hands involuntarily clenched together tightly, her heart trembling slightly.
She instinctively felt that it was something she didn't want to hear, but Ling Yunshu's words still reached her ears.
"I said, 'Even if you seek comfort, you can't turn to Xiaxia—it's time she stopped being your substitute. If you like this substitute so much, then be with her.'"
