Xiang Zhilan closed her eyes in pain and repeated in a hoarse voice, "Let's break up."
Before Feng Jingxian came out today, he had a general idea of what she was going to say to him. He held the handle of the cup in his hand, remained silent for a while, and then said only, "I disagree."
Xiang Zhilan looked up in surprise. She had run out of Shen Muzhi's room the day before yesterday and was caught by him. She was prepared that Feng Jingxian would break up with her, so she wisely spoke first. However, she did not expect that Feng Jingxian would disagree with the breakup.
"Zhi Lan, I know what you're thinking, but I don't agree with this reason for breaking up." Feng Jingxian looked at Xiang Zhi Lan gently and reached out to take her hand.
Xiang Zhilan withdrew her hand, lowered her head, and bit her lip: "You know what happened that day, we can't be together anymore."
“Zhi Lan, it would be a lie to say I don’t mind, but this isn’t your fault. You did resist, didn’t you?” Feng Jingxian said softly.
Xiang Zhilan clenched her fists tightly on her knees, her mind replaying the unbearable events of that night.
“Zhi Lan, we can’t punish ourselves for other people’s mistakes, don’t you think?” Feng Jingxian coaxed patiently.
“But I can’t, I have no way…” She knew he was right, but she could no longer face him with a clear conscience.
Feng Jingxian hadn't expected Xiang Zhilan to be so persistent. After what had happened, he still wanted her. Shouldn't she be thanking her lucky stars and overjoyed? Why did they have to break up?
As a man, he naturally cared a lot about this, but after the breakup, how could he possibly get back into Pei Yang's group? He probably didn't even have a way. Besides, she was very beautiful, and he hadn't even had a taste of a woman like her yet, so how could he be willing to let her go?
"Zhi Lan, let me face this with you and get through this together, okay?" Feng Jingxian asked Zhi Lan with a mix of thoughts running through his mind.
Xiang Zhilan had no idea what he was thinking. She only felt that she was no longer good enough for someone as wonderful as him. She shook her head at him, "I'm sorry, let's break up. I really can't..."
She stood up before she could finish speaking and fled as if in a panic.
Feng Jingxian watched her run away, thinking that she was still in a bad mood. He would talk to her properly after a few days when she calmed down. She was so infatuated with him, it would only take a moment to get her back.
Having made up his mind, Feng Jingxian leisurely picked up his coffee cup and took a sip.
Xiang Zhilan ran out of the coffee shop and ran wildly. She didn't know where she should go or how to vent her feelings at this moment. It was as if only by running until she was exhausted could she feel less pain in her heart.
"Chao, keep up." Shen Muzhi sat in the car, his expression aloof, but he kept staring at Xiang Zhilan.
He was downstairs at her house this morning, watching her come out to meet Feng Jingxian, watching her run out of the coffee shop, running wildly as if she had lost control of her emotions, and the spot on his incision started to hurt again.
"Young Master, your wound..." The driver started the car and glanced at Shen Muzhi worriedly in the rearview mirror.
"Keep up," Shen Muzhi said coldly, not letting him utter any more nonsense. He knew his own wounds well enough.
Knowing his master's temper, the driver kept quiet and followed Xiang Zhilan.
After following for about a few hundred meters, we reached the riverbank when suddenly a muffled clap of thunder sounded in the sky, and large raindrops began to fall.
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