"Tan Yue, let's break up."
The first time Xuan Qiao said it, Tan Yue thought he was joking with her.
Xuan Qiao said it for the second time, and Tan Yue began to believe that he was serious.
Xuan Qiao said it for the third time. Tan Yue hugged Xuan Qiao tightly like the heroine in the play that he had just despised, and cried: "Why? Why did you break up with me? Don't you love me?"
"Well, I don't love it." Xuan Qiao admitted simply and neatly.
Tan Yue: "..."
Intention: