"Let go of me." Zhu Qinghan shook off his hand irritably, trying hard to make herself look less angry, and sneered, "I know, I'm a hypocritical person, with a strong desire to win, and a bad temper. Over the years, you've suffered a lot because of me. I sincerely apologize here, from now on, we should not meet again. Let's just end everything here!" After saying this, Zhu Qinghan gave a contemptuous smile and turned around to walk forward.
Indeed, no matter who stays by her side, in the end, they will leave because of her family, her bad temper, and her greedy possessiveness. Only loneliness suits her best. Throughout her journey, loneliness has been her only companion—hasn't she already grown accustomed to it?
Why cry?
Why do these damn tears keep falling?
