"Do you actually like Yu? If you truly like her, then you shouldn't be doing this. The things you're saying are completely unacceptable to me. I just hope you can do what you promised before—help Yu get through this difficult time. But what exactly is it that you're doing now?"
He looked at Jiang Huai with a sense of exasperation, as though he hated iron for not becoming steel. Even if such an accident had occurred, you shouldn't treat Ji Yu this way.
Had their relationship really deteriorated to such an extent?
"Instead of lecturing me here, why don't you acknowledge that Ji Yu has already given up on me? She won't be with me. She doesn't love me. So why not drag her down to hell with me? If both of us die, this whole ordeal will finally come to an end."
When he spoke these words, he seemed almost exhilarated.
The more he said them, the more liberated his heart felt.
In truth, he had harbored such thoughts for a long time.
