"Don't worry about me." She pulled Chi Zaozao's hand away and got into the taxi.
After slamming the car door, she sat inside, waving to them once more.
"Goodbye."
Perhaps, never to meet again.
Chi Zaozao covered her mouth and cried, just like that, watching Qing Er in the taxi leaving them.
"Qing Er..."
Chi Zaozao wanted to chase the taxi, but after taking just two steps, she found her feet as if filled with lead, too heavy to move forward.
She stopped, her vision blurred by tears, watching the taxi she was in, get farther and farther away until it disappeared.
Her whole body, weakly collapsed...
Suddenly, she fell into a man's broad chest.
Ye Que held her, tightly, whispering in her ear, "Qing Er is very stubborn, once she makes a decision, she won't change it."
"Let her go, maybe only by leaving she can find relief."
