He didn't want to watch Meng Xian continue to struggle in this relationship that was meaningless and impossible to have any results, nor did he want to continue to be entangled with this relationship.

Ling Qingya's death seemed like just yesterday, and her elder brother's suicide came to mind. Time and time again, the endings told him: falling in love with a man is against the rules and is not allowed by nature, and is destined to not end well.

He couldn't - Meng Xian couldn't take the path of Ling Qingya and his eldest brother. Meng Xian still had a choice now and had not gone to an extreme.

Every word of Ling Ziliang's words was like a heavy stone, hitting Meng Xian's heart cleanly. His eyes were so wide open that he didn't react for a long time.

The stars in the sky blink and blink like the eyes of a person crying.

Meng Xian blinked his eyes, but he couldn't blink away the tears in his eyes.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and endless grievances and helplessness surged out. He looked at Ling Ziliang, who was so close at hand, and realized for the first time that this man was still so far away from him, so far away that he could not reach him.

What should I do...did he misunderstood, or did he really hate...

What should I do... He said he was dirty, and he was rejecting him...

explain?

excuse?

Begging?

Or...it's really time to give up...

He was unwilling to give in. The one-year agreement was still very long, but he couldn't go on.

This road was too difficult and he couldn't go on.

Biting her lips tightly, blood started to pour out of her already damaged lips again, but Meng Xian couldn't feel the pain at all. Her aggrieved eyes were filled with mist and tears as she looked at him right in front of her...

…

After not hearing Meng Xian's answer for a long time, Ling Ziliang stood up very simply. When he looked back, a dark color flashed across his eyes.

"Ling Ziliang..." He heard his voice broken, and said slowly in a tone that he could no longer turn around: "From today on... I no longer love you."

Ling Ziliang paused and did not look back.

Meng Xian raised his head, pushed back the tears, and gritted his teeth, "I will give you freedom, Ling Ziliang. I have done everything for you but still can't get your love... Letting you go free is the last thing I do for you."

Ling Ziliang's back was stiff and he remained silent.

Looking at the back of the man who had left behind his ten years of love, Meng Xian laughed miserably, "From now on, I will not love you, miss you, or miss you. The ten years of grudges between you and me have been wiped out. I owe you."

, the debt you owe me ends here. From now on, we will never see each other again."

"...Okay." Ling Ziliang's voice was tense, "See you again."

Seeing Ling Ziliang leave so neatly, Meng Xian's tears fell instantly. Under the night light, two lines of bright tear stains shone on his face, reflecting the overwhelming despair on his face.

Ling Ziliang's red clothes fluttered in the dark night until they disappeared into the hazy night.

Meng Xian squatted on the spot, motionless. The night wind blew his black hair, but it could not blow away his heartache, his sorrow, and his pain.

He stared at the direction Ling Ziliang left at a loss, not knowing where to go, like a homeless child.

This relationship, from beginning to end, seems to be his business alone.

Ling Ziliang, liking you is my business alone. These ten years have been my business. Pain is my business. This life has been my business.
Chapter completed!