Chapter 65 Breakup (Revised) “Why did you break up with me?”…

"Yingying, don't be like this."

Jiang Zong also moved his lips.

He really wanted to beg Qiao Ruoying humbly, rushed up and hugged her tightly, and blocked her mouth with his lips to prevent her from saying more hurtful words to him.

But what Qiao Ruoying said——

She said she wasn't that fond of him and didn't want to marry him. She just treated him like a superior and never took their relationship seriously.

These words became a scale scraper, and he was the fish lying on the chopping board, his scales being scraped and torn off bit by bit until the bright red flesh underneath was exposed. It hurt, very much.

But his memory drifted to the square and rigorous library when he was studying in Germany, with chairs and rows of circular bookshelves stretching as far as the eye could see. The sunlight shining through the glass skylight was dim and yellowed like the pages of a book.

One day, he was looking for some mechanics books and passed by a shelf of romance novels. He caught a glimpse of a large book promotional sign with a sentence printed on it: "When you love someone, you also give that person the power to hurt you."

He was still young at that time, wearing a thin white shirt, with a straight neck and a sharp spinous process on the back of his neck.

As he walked through the corridor, the sunlight sprinkled on his hair and the corners of his clothes like gold, giving him a hazy halo.

There were blonde girls who liked him because he was from the East, a loner and not very sociable. They would always lie on the railings in the corridor and look at him with their companions, giggling.

At such an age when youth was just around the corner, he saw this sentence and thought:

What a stupid thing, loving someone gives that person the right to hurt you.

He would never love someone so much that it would hurt himself.

Loving others to the point of hurting yourself is also stupid.

However, when this kind of love happened, he discovered that it was so silent and irresistible.

Did he love Qiao Ruoying so much that he allowed her to pierce his soft heart at will and cut it all over?

Is that why he's in so much pain?

He has been repeating "You can't break up with me" for a long time like a parrot.

He still wanted to beg her not to break up.

But his pride wouldn't allow him to do so.

His jaw was tightened into a sharp blade, and he tried his best to keep his voice calm:

"Have you really thought about breaking up with me?"

"want."

Qiao Ruoying did not hesitate.

This unhesitating answer made Jiang Zong feel like he was thrown away by her like a piece of garbage.

Maybe she really didn't love him enough.

His pride would not allow him to continue to be entangled with a girl who did not love him enough.

It seems that our fate is really coming to an end here.

"As you wish."

His jaw was set so hard that he almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

He walked from the living room to the door. He walked very slowly. As long as Qiao Ruoying said "wait", he would turn back for her.

However, he never waited for the words "wait".

Jiang Zong also straightened his back and walked out step by step.

With a "bang", the door of the rental house closed.

The aluminum alloy door closed its door frame, and the vibration was transmitted through the wall. The sound of the door closing seemed to ring in Qiao Ruoying's ears for a long time.

The door was closed and Jiang Zong had left. He walked back into his own world, leaving her alone inside the door.

Anyone would leave after saying such hurtful words.

Didn't she just want him to leave?

But why was she so sad now that he was finally gone? She was so sad that it felt like her heart had been cut open and was bleeding.

Qiao Ruoying finally couldn't help it and leaned on the armrest of the sofa, sobbing bitterly.

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In fact, the moment Jiang Zongye stepped out of her rental house and closed the door, he regretted it.

Jiang Zong also turned around and stared at the aluminum alloy door for a long time, hoping that the girl would rush over and open the door. He said angrily, "I just lied to you. I told you to leave and you left? You bad guy."

However, the girl who always smiled at him did not rush out again.

Then he remembered that Qiao Ruoying said that she didn't love him at all.

She really just treated him as her boss.

Shouldn't he beg for her love anymore?

Thinking of this, Jiang Zongye's heart quickly turned cold and hard, as if it had been thrown into an icy lake and soaked for a long time.

He raised his head slightly and walked downstairs, but he felt as if he had abandoned his internal organs and soul in her little house.

The part of him that he had kneaded into his life and blood was moving away from him.

It has actually only been three months since we started dating.

But these three months were filled so completely and fully with a kitten named "Qiao Ruoying" that he could not imagine life without her.

He booked a booth in the revolving restaurant.

The chef there was famous for his state banquet dishes. He wanted to take her to eat abalone, sea cucumber and Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. Seeing the satisfied look on her face, he was satisfied too.

It's snowing heavily downstairs in the apartment building.

A thick layer of snow clung to the silver roof of the Sirius 5. He pushed open the rusty door of his apartment, and snowflakes scrambled to land on his head, shoulders, and chest, melting with the warmth of his body and soaking his clothes.

He stood in the snow for a long time, until he turned himself into a carved street lamp, tall and thin, illuminating the joys and sorrows of the world, while he just watched numbly.

Twelve o'clock in the morning arrived quickly.

The fireworks that Jiang Zong had ordered were launched over Luojiang on time.

In the inky black sky, a few fireworks first shot up, as slender as shooting stars, and then they bloomed into full and beautiful circles. Each point of light bloomed a second time, until the entire night sky was filled with fluorescent blue, fluorescent pink, and fluorescent purple like plankton.

The fireworks are endless and last for a long time, like the fast-rotating star belts in the Milky Way, which have accumulated countless smoke and dust from the universe. At this moment, their "small universe" is about to explode.

People walking on both sides of Luojiang River looked up, and the dazzling fireworks lit up their eyes.

They exclaimed in admiration: "Look! What beautiful fireworks!"

At the same time, I was also curious: how could there be such a grand fireworks display on an ordinary night that is not a statutory holiday or a national memorial day?

Every second that the fireworks bloom, money is burning rapidly.

Under the fireworks, a little boy in a children's vest and white shirt put his chubby little hands on his chin and thought carefully:

"It's not a holiday, why are people setting off fireworks?"

A little girl with pigtails and a white puffy skirt pointed at the fireworks and said in a baby voice:

"I know this. In fairy tales, when a prince proposes to a princess, they always set off beautiful fireworks like this!"

The little girl used the word "so beautiful" twice in a row and stretched out her chubby arms to gesture.

"So, the prince's proposal to the princess will definitely succeed?"

"Yes, it will succeed."

The little boy and girl shouted excitedly for the love between the princess and the prince.

But.

In this real fairy tale, the prince and princess quarreled and broke up.

At Tianxi Huanyu, Jiang Zong was also sitting on the terrace. The dazzling fireworks illuminated his handsome outline. His hair was messy and tossed to one side, and there was a bottle of Macallan 78 whiskey in his hand.

He watched the fireworks blooming in the distance until they shone into his dark pupils, with one thought lingering in his mind:

What is Qiao Ruoying doing at this moment?

Has she eaten?

If you don’t have dinner, you will definitely be hungry.

With a "bang", the bottle was not held firmly and fell directly onto the round glass table. The bottle tilted 180 degrees and the amber wine gushed out, dripping all over the table and tiles. Some even fell on his trousers, wetting them.

The wine, which was worth millions of Hong Kong dollars and looked like nectar, was just spilled all over the floor, but Jiang Zong didn't care.

He was already a little drunk.

In the past, he thought that those who used alcohol to escape reality and numb themselves were idiots.

But now, he has become such an idiot.

He needed some alcohol to numb himself.

At the same time, in Golden Home, in a rental house.

Qiao Ruoying leaned on the armrest of the sofa, crying intermittently, sobbing, and her eyes were swollen and painful. Although she was very sad, she kept telling herself that she did not regret her decision to break up with Jiang Zongye.

After all, this day will come, and it is better to suffer a short pain than a long one.

As she was crying, she received another call from her mother. Afraid that her mother would worry, Qiao Ruoying rubbed her eyes to stop crying and quickly cheered herself up. She chatted with her mother and sister for a while, making sure they were more or less calm, and then she felt relieved.

Qiao Ruoying knew something about her mom and dad's divorce.

During her elementary school summer vacation, she and her sister spent time at her grandmother's house in the countryside.

Her mother stuffed a lot of change into her pocket, and she used the money to buy bread, spicy strips, and potato chips from the canteen to eat with her sister.

Once, she had just bought some potato chips and was about to give the money to the old lady at the store, but the old lady pointed at her and said loudly to the customer:

"This child is so pitiful. She's fatherless at such a young age. It's all her mother's fault. She got married to the son of the municipal party secretary while pregnant, but she couldn't give birth to a boy, so she got divorced."

The old lady spoke in a contemptuous tone and pointed her finger at her, as if she was too young to understand what she was saying.

Although Qiao Ruoying is small, she is not unable to understand what people say.

After that, she stopped going to the canteen to buy snacks.

When the store closed at night, she would pass by with her sister and pick up stones from the ground and smash them against the small wooden door of the store, while she told her sister:

"These people are bad people. They say bad things about my mother. We would rather starve to death than give them money."

Qiao Ruoqi nodded, not knowing whether she understood or not. Together with her sister, she picked up stones and threw them at the door, then quickly slipped away when no one noticed.

As for the Jiang family, she no longer wanted to know whether it was Jiang Zongye or Jiang Zongye's parents who were investigating.

She only hoped that this investigation did not bring back the memories that saddened her mother.

Ms. Qiao Li was very calm. When she heard that her daughter had broken up with the man, she did not ask too many questions. She just asked Qiao Ruoying to quickly heat up the stove, stir-fry the leftovers in the refrigerator, and make some egg fried rice.

Qiao Ruoying did as she was told mechanically, but she didn't control the heat well, so the fried rice turned out to be black and had no taste, so she just ate it without any preparation.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but after eating, she did feel a little stronger and no longer felt so uncomfortable.

At this time, Qiao Ruoying began to think about what to do next. Shouldn't she send back the things Jiang Zongye left with him and the things he bought for her?

Otherwise, when she saw his shirts hanging in the cloth closet and his sky blue toothbrush cup and her cherry pink one placed together in the bathroom, she would be immersed in sadness and unable to extricate herself.

She hoped she could move on quickly, and get over the haze of heartbreak. So, she dug out a few clean storage bags from her locker, folded up the shirts, suits, and jackets Jiang Zongye had left with her, and stuffed them in, planning to take them to the courier station tomorrow and mail them back to Tianxi Huanyu.

Under the bed, there were also Hermès bags he had given her, made of crocodile, ostrich and lizard skins. Several of them were in colors that matched her outfits, such as bright red, iceberg white and black and gold. They were neatly wrapped in soft paper and placed in boxes. She had never taken most of them out and carried them.

This time, I packed it all up and sent it back to him;

She also carefully packed the pastel ring, diamond necklace and topaz pear-shaped earrings he had given her.

Under the light, the diamond ring reflected a brilliant light. The gem was transparent and deep, and the fire was bright, like a star picked from the sky. The things Jiang Zong also gave her were all the best, the best of the best.

He thought that anything inferior was not worthy of her, so he didn't give it to her.

He was really, really good to her.

And she just pushed away the person who was good to her. Thinking of this, Qiao Ruoying's stomach cramped, as if all her internal organs were tangled together. She put her hand on her stomach and pressed it hard.

Medically speaking, the stomach is the organ of emotions, and there is indeed some truth to this.

She continued packing, suppressing the stomachache.

In fact, it has only been more than six months since they became p friends.

But Jiang Zong gave her a lot of things. There were quite a few in her rental house alone, not to mention her clothes, shoes, hats and bags at Tianxi Huanyu.

How easy is it to separate people who have gradually infiltrated each other's lives? It's like trying to remove a piece of bone and flesh that have grown together. No matter how strong and fearless you are, you will still feel the pain that pierces your heart and bones.

When she thought about the things Jiang Zongye had given her, and how she had packed them all up and sent them back to him, she felt a little reluctant to part with them. Or, should she secretly keep one thing as a keepsake?

After much deliberation, Qiao Ruoying decided to keep the German bread maker. It was her favorite of all the gifts Jiang Zongye had given her.

Anyway, he won't be able to use the bread maker after it's sent back, so it's better to keep it with her to make it useful.

There was also the gold-faced sunflower card. Qiao Ruoying checked it on her mobile banking app and found that there was a whopping five million in the card.

She still remembered that it was after that night at the Bulgari Hotel that Jiang Zongye slipped the card into her hand. At the time, she was upset for a long time because her relationship with Jiang Zongye was purely financial, and she never imagined that three months later, she and Jiang Zongye would develop into a romantic relationship.

Every time she spent the card, every penny she spent would remind her of what had happened between them. They had hugged, kissed, slept together, encouraged and comforted each other... just thinking about it brought back memories.

And these past events will turn into endless tears in the corners of my eyes.

Humph, she didn't want to cry about Jiang Zongye anymore. Her eyes hurt so much from crying, and she wanted to break up with him completely. The girl raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eyes in anger, intending to return the card to him.

But...if she returns all the money, what will happen to Qiao Ruoqi's study abroad expenses?

She promised to let her sister study abroad so that Kiki could see a bigger world.

In the face of this wish, all the little pretentiousness was thrown away. Although I broke up with Jiang Zongye, what's the big deal about spending a little of his money? Just think of this million as the money I spent on bags and clothes during my relationship with him.

Thinking of this, Qiao Ruoying's smile was filled with self-mockery and bitterness: She had slept with Jiang Zongye for six months, so she should have some reward, right?

In that case, she transferred the one million yuan in the card as money for Kiki's study abroad.

The remaining four million will be sent back to Jiang Zongye tomorrow.

Really, why did he give her so many things?

Qiao Ruoying thought with self-mockery and sadness that this caused her to pay a huge amount of express delivery fees.

Before going to bed, she was lying in bed, worrying about how she would sleep tonight, when her phone started buzzing. She picked it up and saw that it was Jiang Zong who had sent her a message.

Young man (sarcastically): "Answer me one more question, and I'll make my death a more pleasant one."

"Why did you break up with me?"

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Author's words: I revised the article and made Xiaoying's psychology more delicate. Yingying is trying to cheer herself up [burst into tears][burst into tears]

This is the beginning of suffering. Chiang Kai-shek will suffer for a while. [Glasses]

Today is the first day that Lao Jiang is without his wife. Lao Jiang: [makeup][roll eyes][makeup][roll eyes][burst into tears][burst into tears][burst into tears]

Chiang Kai-shek in the past: People who love to the point of sadness or get drunk in love are all idiots.

The current Lao Jiang: It turns out that Shabee is actually me [cracked][melted][melted]