” Author’s note: How many people believe Ye Zi’s words? Raise your hand and vote! I count. Helpless falling. I waited for his answer, forgetting to breathe and blink. My palms were full of sweat. I was terrified he would nod. “What kind of man do you think I am?! I don’t like her; how could I touch her?” Ye Zhengchen righteously denied. My heart relaxed slightly, but remembering the ambiguity between Ye Zhengchen and Yu Yin left me feeling blocked. I asked again, “Really not? Even if you were drunk, or couldn’t control yourself, or she…” Without hesitation, he interrupted me. “No, not once.” Without spiritual betrayal or physical infidelity, I couldn’t find a reason to blame him, except for well-intentioned concealment. I detected a hint of concealment in Ye Zhengchen’s explanation. If everything developed as expected, he wouldn’t need to conceal or be threatened by Yu Yin. A man who doesn’t love a woman but maintains contact suggests some relationship. I suddenly thought of an important question. “Did you have an engagement?” I carefully watched his reaction, looking for any flicker in his eyes to determine if he was lying. In fact, there was no need; Ye Zhengchen never intended to lie to me. “
He was silent, lowering his face to avoid my gaze. This was the answer. My hot anticipation cooled, and my thoughts froze. A man pressured by family, engaged to a woman he doesn’t love, now struggles with his feelings for someone else, ultimately betraying his vows.
I couldn’t blame him. If a man’s mistake stems from love, it can be forgiven. As for Yu Yin, I couldn’t understand her silence or her faint smile towards me. If I were her, I would have chosen to let go long ago.
I gripped the blanket, storing away the bitterness in my heart. “You should go.”
He looked up. “You… still can’t forgive me?”
“I don’t blame you.” I forced an ugly smile. “You should ask her for forgiveness, not me.”
“Darling…”
Seeing him reach out, I put my hands behind my back. “Yu Yin is right. I can’t continue being with you. No matter how much I like you, I can’t date a man with a fiancée. Sorry!” I had always despised insincere politeness, yet I had unknowingly learned it.
