"Mu Yuze, let's break up." Su Wanwan gently uttered these words.
The auditorium at University A was very spacious; as soon as her voice left her mouth, it quickly dissipated.
However, Mu Yuze across from her still heard it clearly.
In the dim light, the young man's face was somewhat unclear. He paused slightly and then casually uttered two words: "Alright."
The clear voice showed no sign of hesitation.
Su Wanwan clenched the hem of her clothes, biting her lip for fear she might cry. Obviously, she was the one who proposed the breakup, yet she was the only one who felt sorrowful and distressed.
No one could move Mu Yuze's heart the slightest bit. Su Wanwan once thought she was the exception, but now it seemed she was too naive.
"I'm sorry." She left these three words behind, then turned and left, her steps somewhat staggered.
