"Since you want to practice the zither, we'll head back first," Shen Qinglan stood up and said, "We might disturb you otherwise."
Lian'er glanced at Qian Liuyun, only to see him rise with a calm expression, and then he said in a gentle voice, "I will see you off."
Lian'er said, "Well then... take care, miss, Miss Luo."
Shen Qinglan nodded, gave Ah Xiang a slight smile, then took Luo Lingshu by the hand and left together with Qian Liuyun.
Lian'er watched their departing figures and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Young Master Qian is truly pitiable!"
Clearly in love, yet pretending to be indifferent, it must be painful, right?
Ah Xiang, however, said lightly, "Knowing it won't bear fruit, yet still deeply in love, that is not pitiable; that is sorrowful."
The returning Qian Liuyun, upon hearing Ah Xiang's words, stopped in his tracks outside the door, silently standing for a long while.
Indeed, as Ah Xiang said, this isn't pitiable, but rather sorrowful.
