Ji Yao cried uncontrollably, her voice filled with despair as she asked, "Why?"
I can't find it... I still can't find it.
No matter how hard Ji Yao tried to find her reflection in his eyes, it was all in vain; she found nothing... utterly empty.
Ji Yao was disappointed, utterly desperate, and even stopped kissing him. "Mo Yanyu, tell me why?"
Why couldn't she find a trace of herself in his eyes...?
Why are his eyes still so calm and composed? Why is he always like this...?
Why? Mo Yanyu, don't you love me?
She knew this from the very first moment they got together! But it took Ji Yao three whole years to accept this fact…
"Ha, I know, I overestimated myself, I overestimated myself, I deserve to die in pain." Ji Yao laughed, a beautiful laugh, but the bigger her laugh was, the more desolate, bitter, and desperate she felt inside, a mix of emotions that made her chest feel suffocated.
Mo Yanyu's heart tightened. Ji Yao's smile was so sorrowful that it made his heart ache as well. He unconsciously murmured, "Yao Yao..."
As soon as his voice rang out, he immediately realized his loss of composure. His emotions had already followed Ji Yao's lead. He then closed his eyes, suppressing all the strange feelings in his heart, and thus, he fell silent again.
Ji Yao looked away and gave a self-deprecating laugh. "Mo Yanyu, I know you don't love me. I know, and I have to admit I've lost."
Mo Yanyu couldn't bear to see her with such a furrowed brow, especially since the sorrow and despair in her eyes were so obvious, as if she were about to disappear from his world at any moment, which made his heart tighten involuntarily.
Even before he realized it, he had unconsciously raised his hand, covered her cheek, and gently wiped away the tears mixed with raindrops from her face with his index finger.
Ji Yao froze, looked up in disbelief, and stared blankly at him.
Mo Yanyu clearly realized her loss of composure, and the fingers that were wiping away her tears froze.
But how could Ji Yao let him retreat so easily?
She quickly grabbed Mo Yanyu's large hand, which he hadn't had time to retract, her eyes gleaming. "Mo Yanyu, don't lie to me. If you really don't like me, then what does this mean?"
The sudden glimmer of light in her eyes was like someone who had been wandering in darkness, thinking all hope had vanished, and suddenly saw the last glimmer of light, so without hesitation, she grasped at this last straw...
Mo Yanyu's eyes were filled with shock and turmoil, but no matter what he was thinking, he dared not show even the slightest emotion so that she would see it...
Ji Yao was clearly scared by Mo Yanyu's rejection. Before he could even speak, she said again, "Mo Yanyu, you know I love you... I love you so much that I can't control myself, I love you so much that I can't..." without you.
So if you don't love her anymore, can you please not leave so heartlessly? Don't always leave her with only a cold, distant back; she really doesn't want to... and can't bear this kind of pain...
Ji Yao's eyes were full of pleading, which made people feel sorry for her.
"Yaoyao, it's over between us." Mo Yanyu hardened his heart, lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see the emotions in them. He ruthlessly shattered her last glimmer of hope, saying coldly, "You should accept this fact."
"Yes, yes, we're over, we've been over for a long time." Ji Yao laughed sadly twice. That sad and resolute smile was so beautiful it was chilling. It was as if a huge stone was pressing on her chest, making her suffocate and unable to breathe.
She really should accept this fact...
She had already decided to let go and stop getting entangled with him... but why? Why is it that every time he appears, he can so easily stir her heart and make her heart, which had finally calmed down, restless again?
Mo Yanyu, he is the source of all her pain, and also the love she longed for but could never have!
How could she not want to let go? But how could she possibly do it? Perhaps she should learn from her…
"I'm sorry!" Ji Yao took a deep breath, raised her eyes, and concealed her surging emotions beneath them. "I lost my temper tonight, and I won't do it again."
Her calmed face seemed so unfamiliar to Mo Yanyu, as if she were a completely different person.
“…Yao Yao.” Mo Yanyu’s heart skipped a beat. He felt something slipping away from his grasp, something he was powerless to stop. He felt a dull ache in his heart and was very uncomfortable.
But he knew he couldn't stop them, and then everything he had done so far would have been for nothing…
"Mo Yanyu, from now on, we'll go our separate ways. I... I'm letting you go." Ji Yao took a deep breath, her heart aching to the point of almost suffocating.
Mo Yanyu's brow twitched, but she simply pursed her lips and remained silent.
Little did he know that his reaction, in Ji Yao's eyes, meant he no longer wanted to speak to her. Tears streamed down his face as he laughed, and he took a deep breath, saying each word slowly and deliberately, "Perhaps this is the end for us..."
The outcome was destined to be fruitless, something she consistently refused to confront…
only…
She chuckled softly to herself, "I've been deceiving myself all along..."
She thought that if she persisted, their story could have a different ending...
She closed her eyes, as if making a final decision, and severed the last ties between them with her sword. "This is really for the best..."
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