"I don't hate anymore. Actually, it's just like what I told you before, I've forgotten you. Even if I haven't really forgotten you, I don't want to look into what happened back then anymore. I just want to continue living my ordinary life, without anyone disturbing me, including you. Please live well and stop causing me trouble."
"I'm sorry..." An Hao's voice was consistently weak, "I've always owed you an apology... but even today, this is also about today's matter. I'm really sorry, Jia Qi..."
"Stop talking." Song Jiaqi didn't really want to hear her explanation.
"When you vanished from this city and changed your phone number back then, I wondered if you had discovered something, if you had long known about the things I did to you? After seeing you again... my guilt surged, as did my despair over these years... That's why I impulsively chose to jump out of the car, thinking if I died, everything would end... little did I know... I almost dragged you down too."
