"Yichen, don't talk about yourself that way."
"What I'm saying is true. If I were good enough, why wouldn't you be with me?"
An Yichen's deep eyes stared unblinkingly at her, Chen Zhi turned her face away, looking towards the garden.
"Yichen, it's not your fault, it's mine. Someone like me... I'm not worthy of you."
An Yichen's throat tightened, the thought of Chen Zhi becoming Si Ye's woman pained his heart as well.
But he felt helpless, for it was Chen Zhi's decision, and there was nothing he could do about it.
"Xiaozhi." He couldn't help but reach out and grasp her hand, Chen Zhi instinctively tried to pull away, but he held on tightly, not letting her escape.
"Xiaozhi, let me finish what I want to say."
Chen Zhi calmed down, eyes downcast, biting her lip in silence.
An Yichen's gaze was sorrowful as he quietly looked at her profile.
"You broke up with me, and I know the reason.
