Li Tingshen curled his lips. "After you divorced me, who could make you feel so comfortable in bed? You'd rather reminisce than continue to enjoy that pleasure..."
"Slap!"
The crisp slap landed on the man's face.
Gu Mian's fingertips were damp with rainwater, her numb fingers trembling slightly.
"Li Tingshen, I was once very infatuated with you because only when we were together could I feel that my husband belonged to me, but now..." Gu Mian gripped the umbrella tightly in her hand, "I truly regret it, regret falling in love with you, regret every single night we spent together."
"You're right, those nights, those intimacies, maybe I'll never forget them in my life. But if I do remember, it's certainly not with fondness, but a reminder to myself not to forget that I once loved the wrong person."
"Just like last night, I don't regret poisoning myself because the more it hurts, the clearer I see what kind of person you are."
