His heart felt like someone was taking a knife to it, slicing it piece by piece, the pain turning his vision dark, his face ashen.
He knew that knife was the words of Mo Ran.
She no longer loved him, would never love him again…
The man gave a self-mocking smile, it didn't matter, love or no love. After all, the love he desired was something she couldn't afford to give.
If she couldn't give him the whole world, she shouldn't love him…
Yes, she shouldn't love him anymore…
Gu Yixuan slowly stood up, leaving the room with a sense of desolation.
Let it entangle as such, a lifelong entanglement, maybe in the next life, he would know how to declare love, how to understand her, how to embrace all of her. Perhaps then, they could truly love each other, truly be together…
For the following two days, Gu Yixuan would seek out Mo Ran whenever he wanted, while Mo Ran kept herself locked in her room without going out.