How deep did her feelings had to be that she would feel such an immense pain in her heart?
Tears streamed down Yang Sisi's face, and in the end, she started to sob.
The cab driver sped on under the blazing sun. Through the rear mirror, he caught sight of her, and passed a tissue over. "Broke up?"
"Mmh. Yea, I broke up."
"Waaa," she sobbed out loud. As she cried, she rambled to the driver, "He was the one who hurt me, but somehow I don't fault him at all, my heart is even aching for him.
"I'm no Mother Theresa, when people bully me, I would curse them, but surprisingly, this time I hope he would find happiness. Every time I think of how alone he'll be, I feel unbearable pain..."
Yang Sisi wiped her red nose with a tissue, turning to look at the driver. "Sir, let me ask you, if you love someone, won't you want them to live a better life?
