“Why? Give me a reason.”
Wasn’t it just a pleasant meal not long ago? Why suddenly talk about breaking up? Was it because of Zhao Huilan? That was just a farce from beginning to end; he had never thought of marrying that woman!
Raising her eyes to look at him: Xinluo bit her lower lip hard. He still wanted a reason from her? Hadn’t his actions over the years been reason enough?
“Why don’t you… give me a reason to stay.” With tears welling up, she countered: “Tell me… why should this relationship continue?”
“Because…” His eyes were filled with her heartbroken appearance, and he, who was usually eloquent, couldn’t say a single word. “Can’t you answer either?” She knew him too well; he couldn’t say anything that might change her mind. He was always used to taking whatever he wanted, only knowing how to receive… not knowing how to give… “…” “Let me go! Don’t bind me here because of your selfishness.” Xinluo took a light breath, her bright eyes staring at him without blinking. Don’t let his momentary reluctance cause her to suffer endlessly; she also had the freedom to seek happiness! Loving him was exhausting, and she truly didn’t want to love him anymore. He fundamentally didn’t understand why she was willing to be an invisible, unacknowledged mistress. He really didn’t understand! Holding her hand and refusing to let go, Xia’erxi’s brow furrowed tightly, feeling as if he was about to lose Xinluo forever. His heart suddenly panicked, as if something very important was about to disappear from his grasp. “…Are you tired of it?” After a long pause, he heard himself ask, “Are you already bored with this relationship?” Suddenly lifting her eyes to look at him, Xinluo bit her lower lip hard. How could he ask her that? Such a question was so unfair! She had been loving so painfully, while he had been coldly watching from the sidelines. “Yes, I’m tired, exhausted, or you could say I’m bored,” tears silently falling: Xinluo nodded slightly, “In any case, it’s time to stop.” “Is that so?
