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Tears streamed down Sang Yu's face like pearls slipping from a broken string, her shoulders trembling slightly as she let out intermittent sobs that tugged at the heartstrings.
Sang Xia wrapped her arms around Sang Yu, unsure of how to comfort her sister in this moment. Was it really necessary for it to be him?
As Sang Yu's sobs gradually subsided, she whispered to herself, "Was it really necessary for it to be him?" She reflected on the past few days without Lu Jing. Life had continued as usual, but it was devoid of happiness. Was anyone truly irreplaceable? It wasn't that it had to be him; rather, he was the one she trusted the most. If he hadn't come looking for her, perhaps it would have been easier. But he had come.
Looking back on that incident, she realized it was her own fault. She had known he didn't like her, yet she had agreed to be with him for the sake of a fleeting fantasy. His decision to break up with her was expected; she had prepared herself for it, but she hadn't anticipated just how fragile she truly was.
"Sang Xia," she said softly, "I'm not foolish. I can feel that this time is different. I think he likes me, so I want to give myself another chance."
Sang Yu smiled as she looked at her worried sister and gently touched her face. "Don't worry. Your sister has grown up now. No matter what happens, I won't fall apart again. If we do break up this time, it won't be like last time. My life doesn't revolve around him; I have you, and I have our parents and grandparents too. So please, don't worry!"
With red-rimmed eyes, Sang Xia hugged Sang Yu tightly. When that incident had occurred, she had just started middle school and had been genuinely terrified.
In truth, Sang Xia had never agreed with Sang Yu dating Lu Jing. However, she didn't want her sister to be unhappy. During those days when Sang Yu was with him, she often saw her sister holding her phone and smiling foolishly, which made her realize that Sang Yu was happy.
Having never been in love herself, Sang Xia couldn't fully understand those feelings. She also didn't know how she would choose if something similar happened to her.
"Sister, I just want you to be happy. Let him handle this situation himself; consider it a test for him. Don't blame Mom and Dad; they're just worried about you. If he can't resolve this, then it's fine to let go."
"What are you thinking? Of course I won't blame them; it's me who keeps making them worry."
Sang's monther pushed open the bedroom door and saw Sang's father sitting angrily on the edge of the bed. She placed the cup of water on the bedside table and said gently, "Come on now, don't be angry. Do you want to take a calming pill?"
"Sure," he replied gruffly; he was feeling a bit dizzy.
"Can't you see? Your daughter has never truly let go of that person." Sang's monther walked over and sat beside Sang's father. "What are we going to do?"
"How could he not see it? That's why he's even angrier," Sang's father replied.
"What do you mean 'what are we going to do'? Just let it go! I will never agree to them being together."
"Don't say things in anger; you know your daughter's temperament better than anyone else. She may seem gentle and easygoing, but she's actually very stubborn—just like you."
"Do you think all the men in the world are gone? Why does she have to fixate on just one person?" Sang's father questioned.
"There are plenty of men out there, but your daughter only likes him," Sang's monther responded.
"Honestly, after meeting that young man this time, I felt something different—he didn't retaliate when you were so harsh with him." If only Sang's monther could see the way Lu Jing looked at their daughter Da Bao; it was the gaze of someone in love.
"Does he dare? Does he still want to be with my daughter? Does he even have the guts to fight back?"
"Wait a minute," Sang's father said with a frown at Sang's monther's words. "Are you saying you're not angry? You don't oppose this?"
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