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

Being with Song Ye for so long, I almost forgot that I'm quite popular myself.


Apart from Zhuang Qin, there are one or two other men at the company who asked me out for dinner, but I turned them down.


My thirtieth birthday is coming up soon.


For a woman, turning thirty is indeed a special time with special significance.


After this age, some things appear unchanged, yet they are vastly different.


After work, Zhuang Qin suddenly appeared in my office waiting for me, and I looked up at him: "What's up?"


Zhuang Qin somehow produced a cake and placed it in front of me: "Happy Birthday."


I wasn't planning to celebrate my birthday, nor did I buy myself a cake.


On the night I hoped for an engagement ring from Song Ye, I pushed myself to finish a whole cake, leaving a shadow in my heart.


But looking at the cake in Zhuang Qin's hands, I suddenly didn't find it so off-putting.


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