Song Xingyao's expression remained unchanged. "So the reason you were avoiding me for a while was because of this, right? You didn't believe me. You thought that even if you explained, I would leave you without asking any questions because of my grief over losing my mother?"
In the end, her disappointment was palpable. She looked into Fu Siming's eyes, wanting to hear him deny it.
But as Fu Quan said, for someone like him, silence and agreement are the same thing.
"Fu Siming." Her voice was like a spell, except that the spell was actually her own name.
"Do you remember what you said when you begged me for peace?"
After saying that, she let out a self-deprecating sneer.
“I guess you don’t remember. You said… you wouldn’t let me follow behind you anymore, Fu Siming. You really don’t remember anything. All that talk about being afraid I’d get hurt, afraid I’d leave, it was all fake. You didn’t care at all. Your heroic actions seemed like you were protecting me, but they were actually just running away. In your eyes, I’m always weak, vulnerable, unable to stand shoulder to shoulder with you, unable to withstand any impact. It was like that with Fu Yao and Xun Zhi in the past, and it’s like that with this now.”
"Fu Siming, you have never understood me or trusted me at all!"
The rage that erupted at that moment contained too many unresolved problems that had been placed between the two of them in the past.
Fu Siming stepped forward to grab her shoulder, but Song Xingyao slapped his hand across the face with a crisp sound.
The argument inside the house fell silent because of the sound of the slap.
After a long while, Song Xingyao finally spoke softly, "Fu Siming, let's break up."
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