"What right do I have to mind? When it comes down to it, it's my inadequacy, my inability to protect you." He spoke with a hint of self-mockery.
Qiao Mo's nose felt somewhat sore as she turned her head to look out the window.
Clearly, it was she who had been implicating him all along, causing him to get hurt several times. How could it be his inadequacy?
Looking at the bustling traffic outside the window, Qiao Mo said softly, "Jing Hao, we can't go back..."
He stared absentmindedly at her, yet it seemed he had expected the answer all along. After a few seconds, he lowered his gaze and remained silent.
Qiao Mo's eyes became slightly moist, as she dared not turn her head to meet his eyes: "I've fallen in love with someone else."
She dared not look at him, fearing that if she met those clear eyes, she wouldn't be able to utter the words.
But if she didn't explain clearly to him, wouldn't it be a greater harm to him?
