"I'm sorry, Xiaomai. I'm sorry..." The more he thought about it, the more regretful he became. The mist in his eyes swelled into droplets, growing until they finally spilled over.
"It was me who failed to protect your edges; it was me who smoothed out your edges with my own hands. I'm sorry..."
Never in a million years did Qiao Xiaomai expect Yu Tong to suddenly break into tears. She froze for a moment and then reached out to embrace him. "You don't need to apologize. Back then, it really was my fault. My thoughts were too extreme."
She wasn't like other people, yet she insisted on imposing her unconventional thinking onto Yu Tong. After making such a big circle, it was her own doing.
"No, you weren't wrong. It was my fault. We are husband and wife, so of course your expectations of me are different from those of the average person. I should have been more tolerant of you. I should have been more tolerant..." Tears continued to fall uncontrollably from Yu Tong's eyes.
