That always gentle and refined "brother" was a hypocrite.
He wouldn't force Chu Wuyang to say no.
But does her saying this now mean that she really isn't willing to give even the slightest bit of leeway?
So, does she still love him?
His voice suddenly dropped, like the last breath of a drowning person; his eyes reddened, but he forcefully suppressed his emotions and coaxed:
"Yangyang, I'm waiting for you downstairs."
"One hour is fine, two hours is fine... even one night is fine."
"I can overlook all the things you did behind my back and forgive and forget them."
"As long as you come down, I'll pretend nothing happened."
He stood in the rain, the rain soaking him completely, making him feel as if his heart had been hollowed out.
But he still waited, like a madman unwilling to wake up, stubbornly believing that she would turn back.
A faint voice came from the other end of the phone.
It was like a casual reminder, or a farewell that had been prepared long ago.
“Jingmin, instead of waiting for me downstairs, you should hurry back and try to recover your losses… You’ll soon have nothing left.”
"I won't go down, since there's nothing you can do to help me now."
Her tone was calm.
There was almost no emotional fluctuation in his voice; it was as if he were stating a trivial fact.
Jingmin stood in the rain, holding his phone. His shoulders were already soaked through, but he stood straight as if he didn't feel anything.
"yes,"
He responded softly, a slight smile even appearing at the corners of his mouth, but that smile was full of desolation.
"Chu Wuyang, who made me lose everything?"
"You've left me with nothing, and now you feel like I can't help you..."
He paused, his voice low and hoarse yet clear, as if squeezed from deep within his throat.
"What did I do wrong that you're treating me like this?"
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