Ye Zhi turned around, intending to leave.

Her decisiveness stung me once again... Perhaps this was the last time we would ever see each other, I thought to myself... But my feet didn't move an inch, and I just watched her walk further and further away...

The sunlight stung my eyes, but my heart ached even more…

Ye Zhi took two more steps forward, then suddenly stopped. She turned around and looked at me, as if she wanted to say something...

Finally, she said nothing, but took out a stack of paper-like things from her bag and gently placed them on the flower bed beside her... After that, she never stopped, and I watched her enter the terminal with a blank stare.

I suddenly longed for a downpour to wash away all memories of her; otherwise, I didn't know how I could be happy in the days to come.

...

I stood there for a full ten minutes until a cleaner was about to remove the things Ye Zhi had left behind. I suddenly snapped out of my daze, rushed over, and picked them up under the cleaner's broom.

After seeing it clearly, my heart ached. What Ye Zhi left behind was a pile of plane tickets from various places to Dali, with the most from Shanghai.

What is she trying to say?

She must have tried hard for this relationship and cherished it, which is why she collected all these plane tickets?

I laughed self-deprecatingly. Even at this point, I was still clinging to illusions about her... She gave up, and that's it...

I instinctively tried to tear up the plane tickets... but when I tore a hole, my heart ached as if it were being pricked by a needle. I couldn't deceive myself. Even though she left so heartlessly, I still couldn't bear to part with them. I felt that even the things she left behind had symbolic meaning for this ended relationship.

At least, their existence lets me know that this wasn't a dream, that love truly existed between us; in the end, we just drifted apart, and that's it, no one needs to wait for anyone else...

It sounds carefree, but for me, who is suffering from it, it's suffocating with heartache.

Coach Ma is right, I was just too serious and too intense...

I can't save myself for the time being... but who else can save me besides myself?

...

It must be wine...

Today, I'm going to Tina's bar to drink my fill, until I'm completely drunk and forget all my pain...

I want to break free from the constraints imposed on me, and then let my soul be free and sublimate. I am no longer willing to live a superficial life. Or, I might as well "degenerate" to a new level and then turn degeneration into a normal state full of freedom and joy!

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