Tears breached the dam, blurring Yan Zhi's vision, and she heard her own crying—a sound so pitiful and sorrowful that even she felt alarmed by it.
She had loved Shi Yan for over ten years, and now all her feelings had gone down the drain, her past youth as if thrown to the dogs.
Shi Yan watched as her tears covered her plump face. He opened his lips, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.
Why did his heart ache too when she cried?
"I just want to ask you one thing," she said, "what exactly do you mean by wanting to call off our engagement?"
He was still clinging to the idea. Yan Zhi liked him so much, how could she possibly want to really break off their engagement?
Yan Zhi sniffled, her voice filled with desolation as she cried, "After we call off the engagement, I will not continue to like you."
Yan Zhi was especially serious as she said it.