"It's really a pity, may I ask the reason why?"
Facing Medea's abrupt 180-degree emotional turnabout, Fu Qian was stunned for a second and asked with a gossiping tone.
"Um... Actually, there was nothing particularly special, we got along happily at first, but later I don't know if it was academic stress or what, but in a very short time, it was like he became another person, very... irritable and anxious."
"The qualities that attracted me to him seemed to have vanished all at once."
Medea stroked the photo while frowning and recalling.
"Anyway, after a few arguments over trivial matters, he suggested we should no longer see each other, and I agreed."
"Then... he really never reached out to me again."
So that's how it was, I could actually guess the reason behind his irritability and anxiety.
Fu Qian recalled the contents of his notes; clearly, at that time, Edlar, who found the tasks to be endless, started to become unstable in his moral convictions.
