Give You Half Your Life to Be Ridiculous

"If loving someone requires all your strength, then can it be easier to hate someone?" Su Nian'an loved Lu Tingchen. That love is so humble as dust, so hot that it can burn yourself. She held back the wine for him, stayed up all night for him, shed tears for him, and was hurt for him. But in the end, what did she get? A breakup agreement, a deliberate calculation, and a farewell that is full of wounds. When we met again five years later, he was the high-ranking leader of the Lu family, and she was the sole responsible vice president of the company. He asked her: "Su Nian'an, how have you been doing these years?" Her smile was as bright as a flower: "Thanks to Mr. Lu, this couldn't be better." But after turning around, her nails were already deeply embedded in her palms in her clenched fists. Some wounds never heal. Some people can never be forgotten. "Lu Tingchen, ask me if I hate you?" "I said I don't hate it, do you believe it?" "I hate it so much." "I hate you for not letting me go." "I hate why you still show up in front of me." "I hate myself even more..." "Why can't I let you go?"