Just as Lin Yixun said, they could never go back.
Ouyang Hao looked deeply at Lin Yixun's thin figure, suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled as he nodded heavily, "Okay, I promise you, I won't come to find you again. I will forget you, find someone I like, and live my life."
He was obviously smiling, but his eyes were red.
If doing this could ease her burdens, if doing this could make her no longer struggle or suffer, then even if it were as agonizing as pulling out his own bones, he would try to forget her.
Ouyang Hao's words were like heavy hammers, pounding on Lin Yixun's heart. She knew very well how difficult it was for Ouyang Hao to say such words.
No matter how great the hardship or danger they faced before, Ouyang Hao would always hold her hand tightly, but this time, he took the initiative to let go.
This time, they really ended.
