How many women, tough and resolute on the outside, can't bring themselves to firmly reject the men they love?
In fact, she knew very well that the answer was clear. He didn't love her enough, or perhaps had never loved her at all, yet she still stubbornly wanted to hold on.
Chenxi's eyes were veiled with tears, "I don't want to break up!"
Lu Niange stared at Jian Chenxi for a few seconds, sighed, and said calmly, "Xiaoxi, let's part on good terms. What's the point of doing this?"
What's the point?
To him, it might seem utterly pointless, but to her, it was the exact opposite of pointless.
If she truly lost Lu Niange, then Jian Chenxi's life would truly become pointless.
Lu Niange's voice was soft and magnetic, "You wanted to see me, and you've gone to such lengths. I'm here now, but, Xiaoxi, this is really the last time. I'm sorry if I wronged you, I'm very sorry, but I really can't be with you."
