SunburstSorceress

Two weeks before my 30th birthday was the seventh anniversary of my relationship with Song Ye.

He prepared a romantic candlelight dinner, exquisite gifts, and a small cake for me.

The atmosphere was very romantic, and I thought he would propose to me at this moment.

Song Ye's phone rang, and he said sorry to me, and to rest early tonight.

I stood frozen on the spot, suddenly feeling that all the reluctance in the world was meaningless.

He doesn't love me that much.

Perhaps being together from the start was a mistake.

I should let you go, and also let myself go.


Letting You Go at 30

Song Ye and I were at a stalemate for a long time, and finally, he offered to drive me to work at the entrance of the residential area.


The morning was delayed so long by him that taking the subway to the company indeed became a bit rushed.


I didn't insist otherwise and got into Song Ye's car.


As soon as I sat down, a hint of bittersweet emotion involuntarily surfaced in my heart.


I can't even remember how long it has been since Song Ye last drove me.


Our schedules aren't in sync, and to improve efficiency, it's always Secretary Zhou who comes.


After getting out of the car, Song Ye looked at me deeply:


"Ye An'an, after I'm done being busy this period, I'll seriously find you to apologize."


He probably still thinks that I will wait in place for him like before.


But I also didn't feel like saying more to Song Ye.


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