Doesn't It Hurt

Zoey was so touched that tears welled up in her eyes. She then grabbed Samuel's face and kissed him. All of a sudden, squeals could be heard from inside the bus. "This is true love." Jenny moved to Lucille's side and deliberately said, "Did you see that? You used to be Samuel's fiancee and even pursued him for so many years. Now, he won't even look at you. Doesn't it hurt?" Lucille remained silent. There was only indifference on her face. Jenny continued, "You really are a pathetic insect. Tsk, tsk, tsk. I'm sure you've cried a lot in private. I'd like to kindly remind you that your tears are worthless. You'd better not cry. Otherwise, even if you go blind from sobbing, there might be nobody to feel bad for you." Lucille still did not respond. Jenny went on for a long time, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. She asked, "Hey, are you listening to me?" This time, Lucille finally had a reaction. She brushed away her long hair, which was hiding her earphones beneath it, and coldly aske