"I didn't lie to you, I'm catching a flight, get out of the way."
His words were icy and bone-chilling, sharp as the tip of a knife, piercing directly through Mu Xiangning's heart.
"You're talking nonsense."
She couldn't believe it, emotionally rushing over to grab his suitcase, holding his hand, refusing to let him take another step forward.
Unable to hold back, tears slid down her cheeks.
"No matter what you're thinking, or whether you're joking with me, I just won't let you go. Breaking up, leaving, don't scare me."
Even though his indifferent expression told her he wasn't joking with her, she still hoped he was.
It had been six years - they had been in love for six years. During that time, they had never fought, had conflicts, or even had any disagreements.
She couldn't believe that all of a sudden, he was breaking up with her, dragging his suitcase and leaving.
The blow was too much for her to handle.
She couldn't bear it.
