Mo Yanyu lowered her brows, her thin lips pressed even tighter. Under Ji Yao's intense gaze, she merely moved her lips slightly, as if she had something to say, but ultimately chose to remain silent.
Ji Yaoxin slumped down again, closed her eyes, and soon her face was covered in tears. When she opened her eyes again, they were filled with sorrow and resentment.
"Mo Yanyu, do you know how much of a scoundrel you are? Do you know how much your actions have caused misunderstandings?"
If you don't love someone, why do you always do things that make people have impure thoughts?
She so wished that Mo Yanyu had denied it just now, even if... even if it was false, she wouldn't care. At least it would be better than this, which was causing her heartache and even despair!
Tears blurred Ji Yao's vision, and she choked back sobs, "Mo Yanyu, I hate you."
She couldn't fathom what kind of heartless person she had fallen in love with, someone capable of living so calmly even after hurting her…
Mo Yanyu's eyes flickered slightly. His words were like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, creating ripples that stirred his once calm heart.
For a moment, he felt he could barely contain the words in his heart, and even involuntarily wanted to reach out and pull the slender Ji Yao into his arms, but that was just a fleeting thought…
He immediately suppressed her, his hands clenched tightly, his short nails digging into her palms, causing pain. In no time, crescent-shaped blood marks appeared on her palms!
But it is precisely this pain that clearly reminds him what he should and should not do…
There had been a long chasm between them for a long time, one that he could not cross, nor could he muster the courage to do so.
"Every cause has its effect in this world. I couldn't understand it before, so I kept asking for it but couldn't get it!"
Ji Yao suppressed her bitterness once again. The repression in her heart was like a live volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.
“Every time I feel like I’m about to catch up with you, or perhaps just when I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, you mercilessly throw me into the abyss of pain, leaving me to wander in despair in an even darker place.”
"Mo Yanyu, do you know? You've been heartless to me countless times, and I've hated myself countless times for not being able to let go of your hand gracefully?"
"But after each bout of pain, I would tell myself that this is absolutely the last time. As long as I try just this one last time, I will make myself give up and never let my pitiful self-esteem be trampled under my feet again and again!"
"Mo Yanyu, do you know? Even I feel that I have become particularly pathetic. I have repeatedly let my self-esteem be trampled under my feet, humbled to the extreme, but I still can't escape the curse of the name Mo Yanyu."
"He is like a tight headband on my head. I can't take it off, and I don't have the strength to take it off. I want to forget, but the pain is worse than cutting flesh and bones. So I resigned myself to my fate. Even if I stand here and wait for you, knowing that there will be no result in this lifetime, I still can't let you go in the end."
"But you told me that a person can lose anything, but they absolutely cannot lose their self-respect. You trampled all my self-respect under your feet like a blank sheet of paper, but you still wouldn't give me a second glance because of it. So I want to salvage my last bit of pitiful self-respect... and use all my strength to forget you?"
"But...why?"
Ji Yao's eyes were blurry with tears. She bit her lower lip so hard that bright red blood trickled down her lips.
This scene is both sad and desperate, beautiful yet tragic.
Mo Yanyu was able to deeply feel Ji Yao's sadness at that moment, and he even felt that he might never forget this scene of Yao Yao for the rest of his life.
That sorrow was etched into her very bones; her eyes were filled with a desperate love. If he looked at her for even a moment, he would be overwhelmed by her despairing love and lose all strength to go on living.
She wept silently, but he felt that her heart was bleeding, as if a sharp knife had been plunged into her chest, dripping bright red blood every moment.
"Why? When I decided to give up on you, you gave me such a tiny, pitiful glimmer of hope, barely the size of a fingernail?"
The furious accusation sent a jolt through Mo Yanyu, and her gaze toward Ji Yao became increasingly conflicted…
"Why is this happening? Why are you being so cruel to me? Mo Yanyu, tell me, why is this happening..."
What she hated and angered most was that, knowing full well it was an endless abyss, she still decided to step into it again without looking back.
Like moths to a flame, they rush towards it again and again, knowing there is no hope, knowing it is an abyss, yet they still refuse to turn back even after hitting a wall time and time again!
She's truly beyond redemption...
Ji Yao gave a self-deprecating bitter laugh, two lines of tears sliding down her cheeks. She sighed, her voice laced with complex emotions, "Perhaps we really were just a little bit short of fate..."
For some reason, scenes from the past began to replay in her mind; those memories that he once cherished were now gradually becoming blurred…
"Mo Yanyu, I love you..."
She loved him to the core; Mo Yanyu was like bone within bone, flesh within flesh, a rib within her very being that couldn't be removed. To forcibly remove her would be like tearing flesh from her bones...
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