Unable to suppress the pain that twisted in her heart, Qin Yiren sat in the room, tears streaming down her face, yet her lips still held a trace of a self-mocking smile.
It turns out, a breakdown can also happen quietly.
Not wanting her mother to worry and be disappointed in her again, Qin Yiren set a time limit for herself to indulge in grief.
As the time ended, she forcibly stopped her tears, went to the bathroom to wash her face, and quietly gazed at her own disheveled and pathetic reflection in the mirror.
The two-month promise now sounded like a joke.
No matter what Chu Xinian was hiding from her, she was completely disappointed in this man, and those secrets were no longer as important.
Carefully wiping the water droplets from her face, Qin Yiren returned to the bedroom and sat at the vanity table to put on a rare light makeup.
While warning herself not to cry, she picked up the phone beside her and booked a ticket to fly from home to America.
