Fang Tong had just finished speaking when she made to leave, but Ding Minghui grabbed her, pleading, "Tongtong, I really was drunk last night. It wasn't intentional. Please forgive me just this once. I'll never drink again, I promise. Forgive me."
Fang Tong lowered her gaze to where Ding Minghui's hand held her, her expression unchanging, "Let go."
But Ding Minghui didn't release her. Instead, he dropped to his knees with a slap, "Tongtong, I beg you, don't break up with me. Don't leave me, please."
Fang Tong looked down at the man begging pitifully before her, feeling a deep ache in her heart. This man was her first love, a man she truly loved. They had been together for nearly four years, but now they had to separate in the most resolute way. A tear crossed her eyes, "Ding Minghui, we can't go back. We can never go back."
Her voice was soft, like a whisper of the wind that drifted into Ding Minghui's ears, yet it was more despairing than any hysterical outcry.