Jiang Li's face was full of fear. She was really afraid of being abandoned. She was really afraid of becoming alone again.
Jiang Li has become accustomed to Mo Jingchun's presence, accustomed to his company, accustomed to his gentle embrace of her, and telling herself that he has everything.
Jiang Li can no longer live without Mo Jingchun.
"It's great to have you."
"Jiang Li, don't be afraid of being alone, I'm here for you."
"Jiang Li, I like you."
"Jiang Li, I promise I will never abandon you."
Memories of the past kept replaying in his mind, and Mo Jingchun's gentle words came to his ears again, forming a sharp contrast with his coldness at the moment.
Jiang Li's whole body was trembling. She hugged him tighter and tighter. Even though her hands were in pain, she was unwilling to let go.
The long-lost pain in her heart came again, becoming more and more painful as she exerted more force.
Jiang Li clenched her teeth, trying not to let out a sound of pain, because she knew Mo Jingchun would be heartbroken.
However, the reality is cruel.
Mo Jingchun sighed deeply, and his whole temperament became decadent. He grabbed Jiang Li's hand tightly and pulled it apart bit by bit.
"No, no."
Jiang Li tried her best to resist Mo Jingchun, but even though her heart was in so much pain, as if it was about to break, she still could not resist this force.
"ah."
Jiang Li fell to the ground. She looked at the silent figure and wanted to grab his hand. Unfortunately, she missed.
"Bang!"
There was a heavy sound of the door closing, and Mo Jingchun finally pushed her open.
"No, don't do this to me, don't leave me."
Jiang Li stood up quickly. She wanted to push open the door, but it was locked.
She seemed to have lost all her strength and fell against the door, her white hands pressed against the door panel, beating it continuously.
"Mo Jingchun, don't do this to me."
"You know, I've always been insecure. You told me that I was with you because you promised me."
"My heart aches. Mo Jingchun, can you please take a look at me?"
Jiang Li was leaning against the door and crying, almost collapsed. On the other side of the door, Mo Jingchun was leaning against the door in dejection, his head against the door, silently shedding tears.
It was such a thin door, but it separated two people who were originally in love.
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