Without love, he would never be hurt again.
A month of drunken oblivion, a month of self-hypnosis, two months of recuperation, he really thought he had succeeded. He learned everything about Dong Xin Yan during these days. He knew she hadn't married Cheng Ziyang, knew she had chased him to the airport, knew she had been looking for him all along. His heart no longer stirred, as calm as water, as if he were listening to a stranger's tale.
He and Dong Xin Yan were already two tangents with no intersection. She lived her life, he had his new life, and he would no longer be foolish or crazy for a woman.
Everything was going so well, and yet... she still appeared in front of him!
That night at the banquet when he saw her, his heart was indeed as calm as still water. She wasn't a stranger, but she was outside his life now, so he hoped there wouldn't be any more entanglements between them.
In fact, he did very well, but unfortunately, this goodness only lasted until he left.
