I was familiar with this handwriting.
It had been written by Xi Zhan himself.
There was also a time marked on it.
It had been written on the day of our engagement.
He loved me.
But that was all.
He had lost to his mother.
I knew his pressure.
But how could I forgive him?
I hated him for stabbing me!
This wound had put me in despair!
Not willing to read anymore, I put down the book in my hand. When I was back in my apartment, I took a bath and lay on the bed with eyes closed.
Having gone through so much, I had been learning how to control my temper and how to control the sadness in my heart.
But the more I tried to control it, the more the sadness was getting out of control.
Finally in the second half of the night, I became sleepless.
"I've never loved anyone before, and you're my first lover. I'm afraid of failing to do well and making you feel that love is not beautiful enough."
It was the sweet words written to me from that man.
But it is also a poison.