There Is No End to the Pulse

[Tag: Female Majesty | Machiavellian Strategy | Family and Country Decisions | National Style Icon | Female Power] Gu Xu, there were countless cold and harsh words swirling in my heart just now. From the bottom of my heart, I don't want to believe you anymore. I have long made up my mind to drive you away from my side completely and break up with you. From now on, we will never see each other again, separated by mountains and rivers, and we will be strangers for the rest of our lives. The decisive words in my heart have reached my throat. But when I raised my eyes, I bumped into your red and moist eyes. Before I could utter a word of separation, the first thing that broke into my sight was your unprepared tears rolling down...