Li Wenmin was stunned to silence. He could practically feel the disappointment oozing off of Xueyue whose eyes were growing large with disbelief.
'Did he depart for Hanjian? Had he truly left me here? Without any last goodbyes?' Li Xueyue pressed her lips together, scolding herself for asking such foolish questions.
Li Xueyue was the one who declared it was fine for him to leave her—that she'd be fine on her own. She was the one who pushed him away for good. What gave her the right to think like this?
Her insecurities had harmed the man she liked. She had trampled over his heart and ruined her own in exchange. There was nothing she could do to turn back the time.
Even so, Li Xueyue had hoped he had stayed one more day so that she could explain herself. She wanted to tell him that if only he could wait for her for just a little bit longer, then perhaps she would depart for Hanjian, just not together with him. But soon. Soon, she would be there.
