"I'm not venting, I'm about to go crazy."
Anan's eyes narrowed.
Jian Yufei murmured, "I thought I was strong, that I could live without him. I also thought that as long as he was happy, it wouldn't matter if I left him. Although it would hurt, I could endure it... But now I know I was wrong. All my assumptions were based on him loving me. If he doesn't love me anymore, then how do I endure? Turns out I'm not strong at all, just one sentence from him can completely break me..."
Anan clenched his fists tightly, blood seeping through the white gloves.
"What did he say?" he asked with difficulty.
Jian Yufei's eyes were blank: "He didn't say anything... it was I who spoke..."
Anan knowingly asked, "What did you say?"
"I think I must be crazy!" She must have been crazy to suggest breaking up.
Once those words are said, they're like water thrown out, impossible to take back.
