Walking into the room, she grabbed the cushion on the sofa and hugged it tightly, squeezing it a couple of times.
Lan Shan, why are you being so awkward here? You have nothing to do with Gong Shaoyu, whoever he misses has absolutely nothing to do with you, right? Didn't you decide to give up on him? Why can't you seem to remember that?
Feeling a bit frustrated, she patted her head twice and repeatedly admonished herself in her mind to stop having feelings for him. In at most a month, she'd be leaving, and by then they would truly be strangers again, so thinking more about it was pointless.
As she comforted herself this way, she wondered why the thought of leaving soon made her so reluctant. Instead of sighing here and there, she should think about how to spend this next month with him, and how she could leave without feeling sad.
