She sat in the speeding taxi, looking at the glittering lights of the city through the window. At that moment, she felt weirdly at peace. She did not lie to Qin Yinan; she did not say those things because she wanted to comfort him. If he did not message her that night, she would still have asked him out to talk.
When she confronted Su Zhinian at Eldorado, she had been furious, furious at his duplicity, his dishonesty, but most of the fury came from heartache. She had never felt so much pain due to a man before. Some people would say that, when one really loved another person, the first and foremost feeling would never be happiness, bliss, warmth or hurt; it would be heartache.
Her heart pained because she could not understand why he had to be so dumb, why he had to suffer all that pain silently and alone. He could have easily pulled her into hell with him. He knew that he could never leave her, but he chose without hesitation to surrender himself to push her into the light.
