Xia Chenan also thought about packing her luggage, leaving the bunch of spare keys in the house, and breaking up with the person in the house. But when she was about to close the door, he stepped forward, his peach blossom eyes full of affection, as if it was another person who just told her to get out, and he grabbed Xia Chen An's hand refused to let her go, with an almost begging tone, refusing to be rejected, "Chen An, I was wrong, can I change it?"
But how to let it go? They have been together on and off for seven years, and it is a habit to think about him every second.
If it were you, would you let him go? Will you throw away his hand freely and freely, thinking about all the things he did to you, and finally break it off, and the seven years of companionship will finally become the calmness of old age.
Half of me loves you and the other half of me loves myself.