The person who made Tang Yan’s heart race was also the one who broke it. She couldn’t even understand why he had broken up with her. When she finally asked, all she got was a cold, four-word answer: “I don’t love you anymore.” Better to accept reality than cling to him and suffer for longer. But why did her heart hurt so much? Her eyes were swollen from crying, and she had lost weight in a single day. If he had once loved her, why hurt her so cruelly now? The farther up she scrolled through their chat history, the more it seemed to prove how much he had loved her. Tang Yan should have known earlier. The signs had long made it clear that he no longer loved her. She had simply been immersed in the heady days of their new romance, unwilling to accept his growing coldness.
