As a mother, she simply hoped that her child would live a happy life. But now she only saw her son getting more and more depressed.
Xia Jingshu paused, then gave a heavy sigh and continued, "Your father and I have been talking about you two these days. A Hao, you'd better let go before some mistakes get worse. You set her free and give yourself freedom as well. Since you are not happy being together, then don't torture each other any more."
Xia Jingshu shook her head helplessly. She really couldn't figure out why his son could not meet the right woman twice. Every time, his love experience was such a tangle.
Ye Hao turned his face away, looking out at the falling leaves.
It took him a long time to turn around and look at his mother. Then he said, "Mom, I'll solve this by myself. Don't worry about it. Take care of yourselves."
He did not want his parents to get involved in his emotional affairs, nor did he want them to worry about such things.
