Behind her, Lu Moqing’s footsteps gradually approached, and Qiao Straylight’s feet moved slightly, but her body was embraced by Lu Moqing from behind.
"Let’s remarry, alright?"
The incredibly warm embrace, broad and solid, caused Qiao Straylight to stiffen in place.
Lu Moqing’s words carried a hint of faint pleas, desperately longing for her to agree.
"Co back, alright?"
Lu Moqing’s voice, compared to before, beca even more hoarse.
The hand holding her bag trembled slightly, Qiao Straylight didn’t know why, but a trace of fear sprouted in her heart.
The fear of being neglected and ignored for three years invaded her mind again, tornting her heart over and over.
At this mont, she finally understood that she never let go of the hurt Lu Moqing caused her even for a mont.
All this ti, she was deceiving herself; not thinking about it, she thought she let go, but she forgot that as long as she rembered, all those mories were still clear, engraved in her heart, and it hurt with every tug.
"No."
After a long ti, she spoke coldly and clearly felt Lu Moqing stiffening.
Without daring to think too much or hesitate for a mont, she reached out, removed Lu Moqing’s hand from her waist, and walked away quickly.
She ignored the fleeting pain in Lu Moqing’s gloomy eyes and held back the sourness in her own, repeating, "No."
Pain surged in waves, hitting her heart, and she bit her tongue tip hard to awaken herself from the intense pain.
"I won’t, Xuxu, I won’t again..."
"Lu Moqing!"
Qiao Straylight swiftly interrupted him, unable to listen any further, and said indifferently, "I’m leaving."
She forced herself not to look at the increasingly bewildered eyes of Lu Moqing, not knowing whether she was afraid of softening her heart or sinking deeper.
With reddened eyes, Lu Moqing stared at Qiao Straylight’s resolute face in disbelief. Although she didn’t say anything definitive, she never made Lu Moqing realize more clearly that they were divorced.
There was no room for a turnaround.
"Xuxu..."
"Goodbye."
After uttering those two words, she turned away rcilessly.
"Xuxu!"
Lu Moqing tried to grab her, but his hand caught air as Qiao Straylight had already closed the door, separating the two into different spaces.
Looking at the closed door, the pain in Lu Moqing’s heart grew stronger and stronger.
Nobody had ever seen Lu Moqing as disheveled as he was at this mont, like a lost dog, bewildered and aimless.
After a long ti, he laughed softly, lifted his hand, buried his face in his palm, and the laughter passed through the narrow gaps of his fingers, sounding harsh and shabby.
Upon leaving Lu Moqing’s office, Qiao Straylight stood tall and straight, not allowing herself to show the slightest sign of distress or sadness.
As soon as she stepped into the elevator, no one could see her anymore. The girl’s whole body sagged, as if all her strength had been drained, and her back was considerably bent.
She tilted her head back, blinking both eyes continuously, forcing the tears back, and after a while, straightened her back again, took a deep breath, and walked out the mont the elevator doors opened.
She happened to run into Jiang Hao with two other people, grabbing an unfamiliar man and coming towards the elevator entrance.
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