"You still don't believe me..." Qin Yao's expression was desolate.
"It's not that I don't believe you, I understand your difficulties."
Qin Yao looked at her, seeming to reminisce through her, "Xiaoqiao, I've realized I've never really understood you. You say you still love me, but your eyes aren't on me, and you show no attachment to me. Even if I were gone one day, it probably wouldn't affect you at all..."
"Hey, can you not be so sensitive and sentimental? When have my eyes ever left you?" Gong Xiaoqiao stared at him with wide eyes.
Qin Yao gave a bitter smile, his emotions somewhat excited, "Xiaoqiao, is it because that person knew you before I did, so no matter how hard I try, I can never surpass him? Even when you were with me, it was only after he went abroad.
Many times, I've thought that you only used me as a tool to fill the void when he wasn't here!"
