But after he said those words,
Yao Mingyue bit her lip tightly, her emotions turning sour, something that not even an excess of alcohol could suppress.
"You've only known her for a few months... What about all the years of feelings between us?"
"Let's leave the past in the past, isn't it good the way things are now? There are so many people in the world, you don't have to fixate on me."
Xu Musen took a sip of alcohol, the sting of the liquor seeming to neutralize the emotions welling up inside him.
"That would have worked if you had said it to me a decade ago, but now, do you think it's still possible? Can I really forget about you?"
Ming Yue's voice finally fluctuated a bit, its sincere and slightly bitter tone making it difficult for Musen to say something harsh in return.
"We're just not suitable for each other, really."
"How can you know we're not suitable without trying? We've been together for nearly twenty years, twenty years! If we're not suitable, then what is?"