"I really wanted to argue back then, but later I realized that what she said made a lot of sense."
"The world is inherently unfair."
"Moreover, I don't even belong to this world."
"We should have left long ago!"
"She treated you so badly, why are you still thinking about her?" Song Qingrong's eyes reddened.
I paused for a moment, then shook my head and said, "I wasn't thinking about Gu Nianci; I was just telling the truth."
"And even if I don't get a divorce, do you think I'll be happy?"
"I will be trapped in this cage for the rest of my life, living a life worse than death."
"But I want you to live..." Song Qingrong's tears fell as she grasped my hand, her eyes pleading, "As long as you live, I don't have to marry you!"
"Are you stupid?" I reached out and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, only to find my own eyes suddenly stinging. I quickly took a drag of my cigarette to make myself feel a little better, and then continued, "I told you, I don't want to see you be pathetic."
"Because I know better than anyone what it feels like to be submissive in a relationship."
"You might not think much of it at first, but what about in the long run?"
"It will cause imbalance, unhappiness, and internal friction..."
"I won't!" Song Qingrong said firmly.
I smiled and said, "That's what I thought too."
"But I have to admit, internal strife can kill people!"
"I don't want us to suddenly become enemies one day."
"That would be better than death!"
“But…” Song Qingrong wanted to argue with me, but I shook my head and said, “Qingrong, you shouldn’t do this.”
"I remember when I first met you, you gave me the impression of being positive, sunny, ambitious and wild."
"And now?"
Do you think you are the same person you were before?
When I asked her, Song Qingrong fell silent.
I continued with a smile, "You actually know the answer in your heart."
"So..."
"You just need to accompany me to the end of the journey, that's enough!"
"Love should bring happiness."
"Instead of letting people get stuck in the quagmire and suffer from it."
"If that's the case, then it means that it's not love."
"Alright, stop talking!" I had barely finished speaking when Song Qingrong suddenly stood up, looking annoyed, and said, "I know everything, you're so long-winded!"
"I'm going back to my room to rest now."
"You clean up the dishes."
"If you don't clean this up properly, I'll hold you accountable!"
I watched her retreating figure quickly, listened to the sound of the door closing, and stood up from the sofa after a moment of stunned silence.
At this moment, Song Qingrong threw a few more pieces of clothing out of the room.
"Could you please wash them too?"
I looked at those clothes and felt a mix of amusement and exasperation.
Those were several pieces of underwear.
"Is it really that bad?" I shouted, but received no response, so I had no choice but to obediently pick up the few pieces of underwear.
Song Qingrong is still angry with me.
Although it looks a bit childish.
At the same time, I checked the time again.
Another day seems to be coming to an end.
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