Gu Yao's shocked, wounded gaze was like the world's most lethal weapon, piercing Shangguan Yu's heart.
At this moment, the pain in his heart was no less than the soul-crushing pain he felt when he first learned of Gu Yao's suicide.
Yet even so, he continued to speak those words that hurt Gu Yao, but also pained him deeply.
"I thought you, Gu Yao, were so deeply in love, but it turns out you're just like this. Thinking about how deeply you looked at me before, and looking at you now, I truly feel disgusted."
What Shangguan Yu heard was not only his own voice but also the sound of his heart being shattered as if enduring a thousand blades.
"Slap."
A loud slap echoed, turning Shangguan Yu's face to one side as Gu Yao struck him.
Gu Yao was trembling uncontrollably, unable to believe that the words came from the person in front of her.
"...Shangguan Yu, you can ruin anything about me, but not the love of these two years. You don't deserve it, you don't have the right."
