Duan Zichen felt obvious pain in the fundus of his eyes.
Her words were undoubtedly like rubbing salt into his wounds.
He is in great pain.
But more than the pain, he felt regret.
Liu Zhiyuan sighed tiredly, ignoring the bruises on her arms.
"Duan Zichen, I really wanted to be with you, even get married. However, your distrust ruined our four-year relationship. You know me best. I'm a simple and straightforward person. Although I don't have that kind of perverted cleanliness in relationships, I absolutely will not allow my boyfriend to sleep with other women while we're together. Can you understand my thoughts?"
Duan Zichen was silent, and the raindrops fell one after another, as if hitting his wounds.
His back was very stiff.
His deep gaze locked onto her clear eyes, as if he wanted to reflect her delicate face in his eyes and engrave it in his heart.
Liu Zhiyuan stood up, stumbled, and almost fell.
Duan Zichen subconsciously came over to help her, but Liu Zhiyuan took a step back.
"Don't come near me."
His long arms froze in the air, and after a while they hung limply.
Liu Zhiyuan turned around and walked into the rain curtain with an umbrella.
Duan Zichen looked at her back, and his heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife.
She was so close, yet so far away.
He doesn't even have the qualifications to stand up now.
From now on, did he really have no contact with her?
The pain in his heart made him suffocate. He rushed forward uncontrollably and hugged her tightly from behind, locking her in his arms and resting his chin on her shoulder.
He wanted to use this tight warmth to dispel the growing sense of distance in his heart.
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