She was so fragile right now, and it was an indescribable feeling.
He Huan only agreed.
and this one word, to qin mo, was like the last piece of driftwood that had sunk down.
He just looked at her quietly without saying anything.
He just looked.
After that, he smiled bitterly, took his coat, and walked out.
He did not say anything else.
he huan just sat there quietly and heard him walk out.
The door was also gently closed. It was like the door that had closed between her and Qin mo.
in her heart, it was as if some line of defense had collapsed. the flood of memories came surging in, suppressing her until she was in great pain.
He was free.
they had broken up.
however, in the face of freedom, she was not happy at all. they could have ended it peacefully.
at this moment, he huan heard the sound of a car outside. qin mo must have left.
she didn't know why, but she still left the bed and walked to the french window.