When I finally uttered the words "break up" in despair, he, who was usually very taciturn, finally spoke.

He said, "This wasn't my idea; you wanted to break up."

Yes, I was the one who initiated the breakup, but we both know better than anyone else who truly wanted it.

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If heated arguments are like knives stabbing each other in the heart, then emotional abuse is like a silent suffocation.

I understand you so well. That kind of despair and helplessness can drive a person crazy, and then he'll still say you're emotionally unstable.

May every sincere heart be rewarded, and may everyone who loves you be loved in return.

[Besides Wen He, I no longer trust anyone. He once said that if my world were to lose its torch, he would be its only light.]

Wen He's words really made me cry. He was clearly the one who needed love and light the most...

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I've seen everyone's comments; they feel like rays of light shining down on me.

Even if the data isn't ideal, I will still try my best to write a complete ending for this book. The process may be a bit difficult, but it won't end hastily, so you can rest assured.

But Lao Shao is, after all, a full-time author who needs to make a living from his novels. I am also doing my best to achieve a relatively harmonious balance between dreams and reality.

To put it bluntly, I am an idealist and don't really want to work hard. Those who follow Lao Shao should know that before this book, I had already written countless books of all kinds of genres and themes, but I could never get the hang of writing enjoyable, satisfying, or happy novels.

I still want to write the stories I want to write, and if it can help me make a living, that would be even better.

After saying all that, what I really want is a gift, at least to help this book go as far as possible...

Thank you everyone for your support.