"Yan Yan..." For some reason, she hesitated, "Are you avoiding me?"
Mo Yanyu's right hand, which was resting beside her legs, curled slightly before returning to normal. She met her gaze calmly and said, "No."
Ji Yao ignored his denial and walked up to him without saying a word.
Without giving him a chance to refuse, she pulled him to the far right corner where the restroom was located, but instead, she chose to push open the other door and only stopped at the top of the stairs.
Ji Yao felt that her previously muddled mind had cleared up considerably thanks to the gentle breeze outside the window; at least she…
He finally realized he had done something stupid again and withdrew his hand.
But to Mo Yanyu, it was as if she had touched some kind of bird flu virus, and she quickly shook off her hand.
A dull ache throbbed in my heart, and an uncontrollable bittersweet feeling rose within me.
But it only lasted for a moment before he immediately suppressed it, his hands clenched tightly, his fingers unconsciously turning bluish-white, without him even realizing it.
"Give us one last chance, okay?"
He could hear Ji Yao's breathing and his own heartbeat. Ji Yao's messy hair flew wildly in the howling wind, hitting his face with pain, but it also made him feel a strange warmth, a kind of tenderness that he would stubbornly protect with all his might.
With her long, glossy black hair, naturally arched eyebrows, and eyelashes that cast shadows even when her eyes were closed, and her blood-stained lips that looked unusually alluring against her pale face, Zhou Min lacked the vivacity and energy of youth, but possessed a fragility and an undeniable eeriness.
What she found shameful was that, even though she knew his thoughts might be completely different from her own, she was still moved by his words.
She almost blurted out "Okay!" just now, and almost replied with a "...Okay!"
But it was only... almost!
"On what grounds and with what reasons are you begging me?"
Mo Yanyu pursed her lips before slowly saying, "Yaoyao, you should understand, I could never be irresponsible!"
Ji Yao closed her eyes, ultimately disappointed.
She gave a cold, curving smile, but her eyes held a desolate emptiness. "Why did you have to make it so clear to me?"
She truly hated this version of herself; every time she resolved to stay away from him, she ended up torturing herself repeatedly.
Mo Yanyu's brow twitched. "I hope you'll accept me only if you're aware of the situation..."
Ji Yao gave a self-deprecating bitter smile, and without thinking, slapped him, leaving a handprint on her fair, jade-like cheek.
She finally lost her temper and yelled at him, "Mo Yanyu, you bastard!"
If you don't love her, why do you always try to control her? Why do you always appear in front of her?
Why did he always give her that subtle, almost imperceptible, care? His tenderness seeped into her very bones, making her accustomed to his gentle care, only to turn around and deliver a cruel blow, pushing her utterly into the abyss…
Ultimately, the reason he's pursuing this so relentlessly is simply because of a sense of responsibility…
Ji Yao felt extremely sad and depressed, so much so that her voice became hoarse.
"Do you know that if you had told me just now that you still love me, or that you can't forget me, I would have said yes to you!"
Even if it's just a lie, she would still agree!
Because she can't let him go, can't forget him, so as long as he lies to her, that's enough!
As long as he lies to himself, she can forget the past and pretend nothing ever happened...
Mo Yanyu lowered her eyes, "...But I can't lie to you, these are my true feelings!"
Every word she said felt like a knife stabbing into his heart, but after hurting Yao Yao so many times, he truly didn't know how to face her...
Even if one wants to salvage the situation, it feels like a futile attempt to justify oneself.
Ji Yao laughed, but her heart felt increasingly desolate. Her laughter, mixed with tears, was so bleak, just like her current state of mind, which had despaired to the point of hopelessness!
She spoke slowly and deliberately, as if it were a burden, "Is responsibility all that's left between us? Am I just a burden to you that you need to take responsibility for?"
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