He had been dating her for a total of four hundred thirty-seven days. How could he manage to ignore her like that?
Momo's heart turned stiff, aching faintly. All the sounds in the world faded from her ears; her brain buzzed in a blur. The perpetually bright hallway lights made it difficult for her to keep her eyes open, giving her a sour sensation.
She stood there, dazed, for a long time before she gradually moved toward Niange.
Such a short distance.
Yet it felt so long.
As if she could never reach the end.
She barely managed to suppress the turmoil inside her and stood still in front of Niange.
She wanted to ask him, why did he have to do this?
As if they had never met, never loved, never had that deep, bone-deep entanglement.
Even now, he had not yet said a word about breaking up.
He hadn't said that he didn't love Momo anymore, that he had fallen in love with Chenxi.
