Wen Nuan walked past Ye Feimo to the window, looking at the flowerbeds below. She had said everything she needed to say. There was nothing more. At this point, a breakup was inevitable, and nothing he said would change her mind.
Still...
Ye Feimo looked at Wen Nuan's cold, stiff back, his heart aching. As he thought back to all their memories, the pain became unbearable. It had always been him looking at Wen Nuan so coldly. She always had a smile on her face, no matter how unhappy she was. She would always smile sweetly and bring him joy. She made him feel like the world was a beautiful place. All of these things were because of Wen Nuan.
And now?
What about the future?
Who else would care about his feelings the way Wen Nuan did? Who else would smile so sweetly and make him happy the way she did? No one. If he lost Wen Nuan, there would be no one else who would treat him the way she did.
