Volume Three, Chapter Thirty-Three: Sorry, Dou Nan

"This poor young man," Mrs. Tu said as she treated the wound on my wrist, "it shows that although he is a successful man, a self-made billionaire, and a young talent, he is very immature when it comes to dealing with emotions. Actually, a twelve-year unrequited love is moving, but don't you think that is also a sign of immature emotions? He is afraid of losing you, maybe that would make him lose his emotional bearings, or even his future plans."

"It sounds like you think I ruined his life." I sighed. Being so averse to pain, yet entirely ignoring the sharp pain when medicine was applied to the wound, all because of the overwhelming guilt I felt towards Dou Nan.