No response.
After an indeterminable period, someone emerged from inside.
Xia Xiaoxiao watched him, hardly daring to breathe.
At this moment, Xiao Yeli seemed like a stranger to her, as if he was right before her eyes, yet completely elusive.
"Yeli..." she whispered softly.
He took out a card and placed it in her hand, "There are ten million on this. From today on, you are you, I am I, we are broken up."
Broke up?
Before Xia Xiaoxiao could react, he was about to close the door and enter, and she hurriedly grabbed his hand.
"Yeli, why break up? Is it because I did something wrong? Just tell me, and I will change. Please don't break up with me, okay? I really love you!"
He had not intended to waste his words, but upon hearing the word "love," he found it bitterly ironic.
"Love? Xia Xiaoxiao, are you sure you love me?"
