Lin Feng finally managed to break free from Ji Ruoru's grasp.

He stared at Ji Ruoru, watching her freeze in place because of his address of "Miss Ji".

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Feng finally spoke resolutely.

“When we first got together, I thought about our future. But now that we’re actually discussing it, I’ve realized that the gap between us is so huge that I can’t bridge it and I can’t give you the future you envision.”

However, time flies and years pass quickly.

As we grow older and face the realities of life, the initial passion gradually fades, replaced by the mundane realities of daily life.

The two, who used to be inseparable, now find it hard to speak, as if an invisible wall stands between them, impossible to cross.

If he were a person without ambition or drive, he would probably be overjoyed to marry such a wealthy young lady.

But he couldn't be a puppet who obeyed the arrangements of Ji's parents.

"So you ran away." Ji Ruoru said softly.

Lin Feng lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, his eyes were filled with resolute determination.

When he realized the gap between them, he did run away, trying to obscure their relationship through avoidance.

After being together for so many years, he still couldn't bring himself to say the cruel words "break up" to her.

He didn't want to see her cry.

"You will have a better life and better people. If so, let's break up."

He couldn't hold her back any longer.

He can't even provide her with the life she has now, nor can he guarantee her future, so letting go is the best choice for her.

Even if she hates him.

After speaking, Lin Feng turned away, no longer looking at Ji Ruoru.

He concealed the pain in his eyes, clenched his fists, and fled from the small garden as if escaping.

Hang Suisui stood among the flowers, watching this scene.

She held a tender green leaf she had just picked in her hand, then turned to look at the other person still standing in the garden.