Su Jia, is this what you call love?
"After you left, I tossed and turned every night, unable to sleep. I told myself to consider you dead; yes, you being dead was easier for me to accept than your departure."
His tone became almost a scream by the end.
"Jiajia, do you know there were times I truly wished I could kill you to ease my resentment? Now I try to let go of the past and start over with you, but what have you done? Tell me, what makes you worth my effort? What makes you so good!"
His tone, from a deep growl at first, gradually turned fatigued at the end.
Su Jia bit her lip, remaining silent in the face of his questioning.
Everything he said was true, so she didn't know how to defend herself.
Lu Yanhe released his hand, his eyes revealing undisguised self-mockery, "I thought happiness was within reach, but taking one step forward, I found an Abyss separating us, a misstep leading to complete ruin."
Su Jia finally couldn't hold back her tears.
