However, once the words were out, what ca next wasn’t as difficult. The feelings that had been suppressed deep within her heart for so long suddenly burst out like a demon released from a bottle. "Xiaojue, your mom has always disliked , and likewise, I dislike her very, very much. I’ve tried countless ways to please her, to compromise, but I’m too tired. I don’t want to try and please her anymore."
He remained silent.
Yan Xixi continued, "She’s particularly harsh and rcenary. Her words are sharper than a knife, and she has often, overtly and covertly, tried to force to break up with you. Xiaojue, you know my temperant. I’ve tolerated her for a long ti. I’m afraid that one day, I just won’t be able to endure her anymore..."
Huang Xiaojue’s voice was hoarse. "So?"
"So, let’s break up!"
He couldn’t believe it. This was the second ti she had ntioned breaking up. She was serious, not joking in the slightest.
Was it really just because of his mother? He suddenly recalled the luxury car that had flashed past and Wan Donglin’s silhouette—was the breakup really entirely because of his mother?
Ever since they reunited, Wan Donglin had been like a specter, constantly appearing between them. Especially after the New Year’s Eve incident, he had practically torn a huge rift between them. This chasm was growing larger and larger—was it finally becoming irreparable?
Initially, his mother had agreed to their marriage. It was only after Wan Donglin reappeared that everything changed. Even though he, too, was infuriated by his mother’s actions, what could he do? Beat her? Scold her?
He found he didn’t know how to respond. He just closed his eyes slightly.
Yan Xixi didn’t dare to look at his expression. She turned, wanting to slip away quietly. But after only a few steps, he caught up, holding her tightly, his voice choked with emotion. "Xixi, we can’t break up! I will absolutely never break up with you."
She buried her face in his chest, tears streaming down like rain.
"No matter how great the difficulties are, I’ll overco them..." He looked up at the sky, as if making a vow. "Xixi, I’ll start the immigration process as soon as possible. I can also find a school for you to study abroad. Can’t we just leave this place as soon as we can?"
They had been on and off for nearly ten years. They were like blood that had seeped into each other’s very souls. How could they sever ties so easily?
He could hear his own heartbeat and hers, always so perfectly in sync. So why were they constantly hovering on the brink of a breakup, never moving forward?
Even her warmth, the clean scent of her hair, her incredibly soft hands... All of it, ever since his verdant youth, had been his deepest yearning. Why, now that he finally had the ans, was he faced with losing her?
"Xiaojue, it’s ... I’m not good enough... Really. Being with you puts so much pressure on . I’m always afraid of your mom, afraid of people like Wang Xiaohao, afraid they’ll laugh at you because of , embarrass you... I can’t take it anymore..."
He held her fast, his chest feeling like it would explode. "Xixi, why don’t you believe ? I’ve never cared about those things. And I never will..."
He doesn’t care now, but what about in the future?
There are already cracks between us. What about later?
"Xiaojue, I’m really not worthy of your love. You understood that from the Wang Xiaohao incident, didn’t you?"
"Yes, I did bla you for being too ruthless in that matter, but only because I was afraid you’d bring trouble upon yourself. Xixi, I’ve always loved you. That has never changed..."
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