"We know we haven't broken up, but have just transitioned into a clandestine relationship," he said.
Watching Yixue's demeanor, Li Jingming felt some heartache, but there were things he needed to say, "Even the fact that I've been helping you with your tuition and living expenses lately she knows all about."
After receiving Li Jingming's response, Yixue, who had been holding onto Li Jingming's hand, now seemed to lose all her strength as her grip slowly loosened.
"So what are you saying now?", Yixue's voice became hoarse, as if she were squeezing the words out from her throat.
Although she asked this, she was already prepared for the answer, afraid it wouldn't be good.
"Xiao Xue, I..." Li Jingming felt as if something was stuck in his throat. Words that had reached his lips were hard to speak, but finally, biting his teeth, he continued, "I think it would be better for us to separate for a while."
Though he said for a while, the implication was clear— he wanted to break up.
