"You don't love me anymore?" Ou Yimo didn't hear his answer and sobbed, "Saying you love me was just a lie, right? I know you obviously hate me, how could you suddenly like me."
"Because you hate me, no matter what I do, it's wrong for you, even if I'm not doing it on purpose, I can't be forgiven, right?"
"I understand, you go..."
"Oh no, you all belong to the same world, standing on the same side. Only I am the one being abandoned. The one who should leave isn't you, it's me!"
Ou Yimo loosened her grip on Zhan Nanjue and was about to run away.
Zhan Nanjue felt incredibly confused as he saw her with tears streaming down her face. Suddenly, he caught her wrist and pulled her back.
Although Ou Yimo didn't hear Zhan Nanjue's answer, she already knew he had conceded, so she seized the opportunity and flung herself into his arms.
Zhan Nanjue dodged awkwardly at first, but eventually, he was embraced by her.
However, he didn't return the hug, merely bearing her weight mechanically.
