"We will each have lives that suit us."
When she said that, I suddenly experienced a complete and utter despair, with tears flooding like a dam had burst.
She walked around the table and came over to hold my head in her arms.
Qiao Fei
Jiayang cried like a child.
As I held him, I just felt how thin he had become.
I remembered the good fortune, happiness, opportunities, and money he had given me, I remembered the pain he had given me.
I remembered my dependency on him, and his on me.
This hopeless affection was a quagmire; the sooner I extricated myself, the more it was a matter of self-preservation instinct.
I comforted myself inwardly, the kindness Jiayang had shown me, I had already repaid him with my body and the flesh stripped from my own bones.
But it didn't take long before I owed him a heavy debt again.
Qiao Fei
I don't even know how I got back to school.
