Under the dim light, her face was extrely pale. She sat alone on a long bench for a long, long ti, like a wandering soul under the night sky.
Since the night she got drunk, he had noticed that sothing was wrong with her—she despised alcohol, let alone getting drunk. But that night, she drank excessively.
"Xiaojue..."
He struggled to maintain his composure. "Xixi, are you leaving tomorrow?"
She nodded.
"Is soone going with you?"
She was silent. She opened her mouth as if to speak but then remained silent.
Just as he thought.
Huang Xiaojue imdiately understood that the rumors about her breaking up with Wan Donglin were not unfounded.
He suddenly felt an impulse, a voice shouting in his heart: Xixi, let go with you. I’ll go with you... This isn’t a whim. It’s a plan I’ve had for a very long ti. For this, I once even considered transferring to the United States headquarters, regardless of a demotion. Isn’t life the sa everywhere? Why must I stay in this country and face all this?
It was Yan Xixi who spoke first, her tone carefully casual, "Xiaojue, you don’t need to worry. I can handle everything on my own."
His heart was torn.
The pedestrians slowly thinned out, and the light grew even more hazy.
A wind blew, and the temperature seed to drop slightly.
Yan Xixi remained seated, and Huang Xiaojue remained standing. A long silence stretched between them; neither knew what to say.
"Xixi... Can you really go all by yourself?"
She acted as if nothing was wrong. Even with Huang Xiaojue, I will never tell the truth again—absolutely not! I can’t give his mother another chance to mock . If his mother finds out about this flaw of mine, she’ll definitely laugh herself to death. How can I let his mother gloat over my misfortune again and again? If she wants to gloat, her daughter-in-law Zhou Ting is enough for her.
Yan Xixi forced herself to rally, smiling as usual. "Xiaojue, you don’t have to worry about . I can handle everything. Harvard, imagine, how many people dream of this mont. I can’t miss this chance. I’ll be all right. Wait and see. In two years, I will co back with honor..."
Before she could finish laughing, she was suddenly hugged.
He held her tightly, his voice thick with pain. "Xixi... Xixi... why have we beco like this?"
She was at a loss. His hug felt distant, as if it didn’t even touch her.
Yes, why have we beco like this?
People always despise having their relationships ruined by a third party and often believe n are fickle. Yet, in reality, at least half the couples who break up don’t do so because of a third party...
Ti, personality, the pressures of daily life, and even the relationship with one’s mother-in-law... all these can be more destructive than a third party.
Love can be worn down even without a third party.
The lights had dimd and the moon had risen, its quiet glow blanketing the man and woman.
In the old days, they had loved each other, shared deep mutual respect, and sincerely vowed to spend their lives together.
They were each other’s first loves.
He suddenly couldn’t control himself. His breath ca in ragged gasps, his words tumbling out. "Xixi... Xixi, let’s go... let’s leave here... I’ve always wanted to take you to the United States..."
She listened quietly.
"Xixi, let’s not worry about anything else, let’s go..."
"That’s impossible. Xiaojue, you know it’s not possible." If you leave, Zhou Ting would definitely make your parents’ lives miserable. Besides, the person I want to leave with now... is no longer you.
Crestfallen, Huang Xiaojue let go of his grip.
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