Just as a kite loses its line, or a Hummer loses its reins, although the other person has not left, the connection was merely superficial.
"Xia Liang."
Harboring emotions she didn't fully understand, Li Yaqing said to Xia Liang, "If you leave today, don't come back again."
Xia Liang's reply was very simple.
She said, "Okay."
After that, Li Yaqing never saw Xia Liang again.
There would no longer be anyone cheering for her as she danced, no one earnestly persuading her to stop, and no one always waiting for her with a smile, comforting her.
It was all over.
This was the day she had supposedly been waiting for, but when it actually arrived, it only made her feel so tasteless.
Everyone is insignificant in the world, but everyone carries a different weight to each other. After Xia Liang left, Li Yaqing's life hadn't changed, but it felt like everything had.
Xia Liang had completely forgotten her, but she still kept an eye on Xia Liang secretly.
