"Is it foolish?" Xiao Ye asked her.
Without Xiaoxiao, has loving him become such a foolish thing to do?
"It is foolish," Yao Beidi repeated, confirming each word fiercely, "Every midnight when dreams return, I shiver with the cold of my foolishness, and I often cannot sleep through the night. Many times, I feel so much hatred I could kill someone."
Xiao Ye felt real pain in his heart.
Facing Yao Beidi's undisguised hatred and those hurtful words so bluntly.
It turns out that a heart really can hurt to the point of being more cruel than the body.
Yao Beidi continued coldly, "Xiao Ye. You never really gave anything to Xiaoxiao, you never even hugged her, never treated her like your own daughter. Your discomfort really has no convincing power. Even now, I don't understand what your sudden guilt and tolerance towards me is about?! Is it like with Leilei before, from sympathy and self-reproach? If so, I really think you, Xiao Ye, are despicable. Not every woman really needs you."
