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The ringtone stopped and then started again, repeating over and over, without a single break--
Mu Ziqing finally reached out and took the phone···
"Hello···" Her voice was very low, very weak.
"What are you busy with?" Huo En didn't question why she hadn't answered the calls.
Hearing the familiar voice, Mu Ziqing's heart clenched. She lowered her eyelids, suppressing the bitterness in her heart, and spoke softly, "Huo En···"
"Hmm?" There was a hint of surprise in Huo En's voice, as if he hadn't expected her to call his name instead of answering his question.
Mu Ziqing's hand holding the phone tightened, the other gripping the brocade quilt in front of her firmly.
"Let's... break up···"
It seemed as though uttering that sentence took all the energy she had in her body.
She was not someone who took the idea of breaking up lightly; throughout their relationship, no matter the distance or external pressures, she had never thought of giving up.