As soon as he sat down, Jian Chenxi warmly smiled at him and said, "I’ve already ordered your favorite coffee; it should be ready any moment now."
He didn’t show any emotion, just sat there, lit a cigarette, and didn’t start to speak for a while.
The server brought the coffee, and Jian Chenxi skillfully added creamer and sugar to it, pushing it toward him, her tone caring, "Niange, Momo hasn’t been at school recently; she seems to have gone to Yunnan to clear her mind, so let’s wait for her to come back. I’ve heard from classmates in touch with her that she’s okay; you don’t need to worry too much."
He didn’t speak, nor did he drink the coffee, just leaned back against the couch with force, and silently closed his eyes.
After a while, he lifted his hand and rubbed his forehead.
Jian Chenxi stood up, moved from the opposite seat to the one next to him, extended her hand, and gently covered his forehead, slowly massaging it, "Do you have a headache?"
He suddenly opened his eyes and brushed away Jian Chenxi’s hand. Her complexion turned somewhat unsightly, and her voice trembled slightly, "Niange, what’s wrong with you?"
"What do you think is the matter?" he said, his voice low and cold as he slightly lowered his head.
Jian Chenxi didn’t speak.
He didn’t look at her either, just paused for a while before again speaking calmly, "Xiaoxi, let’s end this."
"End this?" Jian Chenxi’s face shattered in an instant, her eyes filling with tears, "Are you saying, you want to end things with me? Why?" Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel⟡fire.net
"Why? Momo knows, and you still ask me why?"
"She knows, so you don’t want me anymore? What did I do wrong that you don’t want me? I’ve always been your secret lover, and I can keep being that in the future. I don’t need a title, I don’t want anything, I just want to be with you!" Jian Chenxi’s voice broke, sounding painfully shrill to the ear.
Listening to her words, his expression grew increasingly weary, his tone feeble but filled with intense regret and remorse, "I’m sorry... I can’t be without Momo..."
"You can’t be without Ling Momo, but I can’t be without you! You’re only thinking of yourself; have you ever thought about me?" Jian Chenxi shook her head, her face streaked with tears, grabbing Lu Niange’s hand tightly, every word laden with earnest pleading and pain, "I love you, I don’t want to be apart from you. I just want to be with you, Niange. Momo already knows, and she might not truly forgive you. Break up with her, please? Be with me, Niange... I beg you, beg you..."
He remained silent, listening to Jian Chenxi speak, her words disjointed, as she seemed genuinely terrified, her hand clutching his garment, gripping it so tightly that it wrinkled.
"I know you love her, but give me a chance. With time, as days pass, you will fall for me, no... even if you don’t love me, it’s okay, you can still want her, you two can continue to be openly in a relationship, as long as you pay attention to me, that’s all I want..."
Yet, he suddenly laughed, turned around, and slowly wiped away her tears, his movements appearing so tender, but his eyes so sharp, so bone-chilling, his words cruel, one after another.
"Don’t cry... Why are you crying? We both know what this has been, just playing a part... You know who I love, don’t say you like me anymore, I’ve never been good to you..."