A sense of powerlessness came over him like a tide.
What does it matter if he wins?
The one Ning Xixi cares about has always been Ji Yebai... not him, Qiao Nancheng.
Qiao Nancheng eased up, and Ji Yebai sensed something was wrong and also let go.
"I admit defeat." Qiao Nancheng lowered his gaze and said calmly and without emotion.
Ji Yebai raised an eyebrow, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Ning Xixi ran over, handed a towel to Ji Yebai, and then offered one to Qiao Nancheng as well.
"Wipe off your sweat."
Qiao Nancheng took it, pleasantly surprised, and gave Ning Xixi a deep look.
Let him take one last look.
Just let him see her one last time.
His hand clenched around the towel, veins bulging on the back of it, gripping with such force.
After a long while, Qiao Nancheng found his voice, "Xixi, I, I'm leaving."
"Leaving? Where are you going?" Ning Xixi asked, puzzled.
Qiao Nancheng smiled, his even white teeth giving him a bit of a foolish look.
