Three years, that man bullied her, teased her, made fun of her, constantly chattering around her and bothering her.
Qu Qingwei felt that Huoda was like a sticky plaster, no matter how she tried, she couldn't get rid of him. She even thought that if she could make Huoda disappear for a day, she would gladly go to the temple and burn incense, fervently chanting Amitabha.
But now... looking at the blood-stained sanitary pad on the ground, Qu Qingwei was suddenly terrified, a fear so profound it seemed endless.
She was so afraid that Huoda would leave her like this, and also afraid that without Huoda, she'd be all alone in the world.
No one to drink soup for her, no one to carry her upstairs, no one to whisper in her ear about who is bad, no one to rush out and avenge her when she's bullied...
He dedicated himself unconditionally, yet she complacently enjoyed it.
It was only at this moment that Qu Qingwei realized how it felt like being heartbroken — it was leaving Huoda.
