To be honest, I felt quite touched when I heard Wesley say that.

Although we didn't have much interaction, he affirmed me—whether out of politeness or comfort, I truly felt reassured at that moment.

"Wesley, thank you for your comfort." I smiled faintly.

"No need. I'm just," Wesley's expression was a bit awkward, and he said in a monotone, "I'm just speaking the truth."

I smiled but didn't reply, thinking to myself that he should stop pretending to comfort me. I ...