Though he was crying and wanted so much to run after Qing Xue, this time, Bai Ruyi didn’t allow his weakness to take over.
He told himself that this pain was necessary. It might even be for the best if his beloved began to hate him because of this.
‘But I love you, Xue,’ Bai Ruyi thought as he watched the man disappear completely from his sight. The tears that continued to flow hot from his eyes instantly grew freezing on his cheeks. ‘I always will. Whatever else happens, I hope you never forget that.’
…
He didn’t know how long he had been staying in that doorway, unable to make himself move.
Perhaps a part of him was still hoping—waiting for Qing Xue to come back and say that he understood, that he knew this was simply something they must both do to ensure the best outcome for their
