Dear, you've triggered the anti-theft lock! The setting is 50% for 72 hours. Eventually, in a cold tone: "I won't get back together with you."

  I'm afraid it's impossible for us to get back together...

  A few words spoken lightly and casually, yet they are utterly decisive, leaving no room for turning back.

  Wei Xi looked at the slender and beautiful girl in front of him, feeling his heart trembling.

  How can she be like this, wanting to take his heart away, yet casually discarding him, without a shred of sincerity in treating him.

  But all his resentment and hatred were powerless.

  That's how it is, this is reality. Reality is that you're very poor, you've been supported by a young girl for two years, you're just a freeloader, your wife doesn't even plan to go public with you.

  Wei Xi swallowed the bloody saliva desperately, his whole body was like a wild beast trapped in a cage, using its own body to desperately collide with the real cage, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't break open a way out. He felt both tragic and pitiful.

  Then, in a hoarse voice, low and loud, like a roar: "You think I'm poor!"

  It's getting dizzy and can't keep up with Wei Xun's jumping thoughts.

  She looked up and gazed into his eyes, only to see that the corners of his eyes were red, as if he had discovered her looking over at him, and immediately turned away awkwardly.

  "Sooner or later:"..."

  What's going on?

  Why does human trash have a pitiful appearance after being trashed?

  Wei Xun calmed down for a while, but he couldn't shake off the despair and sadness in his heart. He didn't turn around to look at Chi Yao, instead, he continued to gaze at the mural on the wall. In the painting, the two of them were holding hands, walking on the beach under the sunset. Wei Xun was wearing a T-shirt and shorts, while Chi Yao wore a long dress. The vast sky and the magnificent sunset surrounded them as they strolled hand in hand, simple yet warm and sweet.

  This painting was painted by Wei Xiao, who forced Chi Zao to paint it according to the photo. Chi Zao is an art student and her oil painting skills are not bad. Although it may not be a top-notch artwork, it's enough to fool outsiders. When Wei Xiao first suggested hanging the painting in the living room, Chi Zao refused, thinking that the painting didn't match the interior decoration style. Wei Xiao persuaded her for half a day before she finally agreed.

  He didn't tell Zhi Zao that at that time when they were walking hand in hand by the sea, Wei Xu suddenly had a firm idea.

  Yes, he just wants to hold hands with Chi Yao and go on like this forever.

  No matter what storms he would face in the future, he would always hold her hand and go through them together.

  The painting is still the same, the mood is still the same as it was back then, but he has been dumped.

  "Wei Xi was already out of breath, his heart filled with pain and sadness. His voice was calm, almost like a whisper to himself, yet it was full of pitifulness and grievance: 'What's wrong with me? I'm handsome, have a good figure, and in bed, I always make sure you're comfortable, even if I don't care about my own pleasure. I truly love you and spoil you, except for being poor, I don't have any other flaws. But being poor is temporary, I'm almost out of it. By next year's New Year's Eve, no, not even that long, just when my movie is released during the New Year's slot, as long as it does well at the box office and boosts my reputation, I'll be able to take on more endorsement deals and get higher pay for my acting work. Then I won't be poor anymore, and I'll be able to support you.'"

  The big boy who has been cooped up at home for a month and a half, looking out the window.

  He wrapped himself in a bath towel, exposing his beautiful muscles and long legs, and his figure and face were no less than those of world-class top male models.

  But this big handsome man is now despondent and defeated, like a stray dog.

  The Wei Xun in my memory, although poor to the point of being destitute, was extremely particular about his attire, always dressing in a handsome and trendy manner. With his good looks and tall stature, he stood out especially when surrounded by others.

  Moreover, he is a particularly cold and arrogant person, looking at everyone with some disdain, always giving people a sense of being looked down upon and superior. But when he looks at her, his eyes are gentle, indulgent, joyful, and sweet, as if she is the only one who meets his expectations.

  He especially liked to hook his shoulder, and then occasionally lean over to tease her, either kiss her cheek, or coax her to kiss him, or say some sweet words, even suddenly a bunch of dirty jokes.

  At first when she was with Wei Xiong, she knew that Wei Xiong was a bit of an idiot and not as reliable as he boasted.

  But love is just that unreasonable, sooner or later it's clear he's not the one you have a crush on, and also knows he doesn't suit you, yet still loves him to death.

  Now looking at him so distressed, there was no sense of revenge or pleasure, only a strong feeling of helplessness and heartache.

  Up to this point, neither of them understood each other, with Wei Xun misunderstanding her deeply, just as she also had many misunderstandings about him.

  There were no opportunities for communication in the past.

  I've always wanted to have a good talk with him, but I never found a suitable place and time.

  Finally, the suppressed contradictions burst out, and she directly chose to break up.

  Now that we're apart, it's actually a good opportunity to have an open and honest conversation with each other.

  It's not that she doesn't want to reunite, but rather she truly loved deeply, so she hopes for "a clean break and happiness on both sides". She doesn't wish for the two of them to be apart for many years yet still harbor resentment towards each other.

  Letting out a long sigh, his tone softened: "I've never been disgusted by your poverty!"

  Wei Xun was blocked, and he immediately turned his horse's head around.

  "It's only a matter of time before you make it big. You're not even 22 yet and already have impressive roles and works under your belt. As you said, once your movie is released next year during the New Year's slot and scores at the box office, your reputation will be solidified. Besides, an actor's career is long, there's no need to rush."

  Wei Xi didn't bother listening to such comforting words similar to "good person card", and directly asked: "Then why did you break up with me?"

  He hesitated for a moment, then smiled awkwardly and said, "I just feel like you don't love me anymore."

  "How is it possible?!"

  Wei Xun took a big step forward, subconsciously wanting to hug her, but thinking it wasn't quite suitable now, he could only reluctantly give up. However, his hands couldn't help but go and rub her long hair, rubbing fiercely as if venting something: "How could I possibly not love you."

  "Zhou, I'm a person who lacks a sense of security, and my thoughts are very sensitive. I need a lot of love and companionship. In the past, when you weren't busy with work, we could still get along well, even if we were in different places, we could video call, make phone calls, or chat on WeChat. But once you got busy, I was put in a very backseat position. This whole year, I haven't had any real conversations with you, whether it's by phone or WeChat, you don't really pay attention to me. Even when we do see each other, it's basically just about going to bed. Although you say you love me, maybe you still do, but perhaps not as much as before."

  Wei Xi originally thought that his wife was just disgusted with his poverty and laziness, but now hearing these words, he really felt a pang in his heart. At this moment, he actually hoped that she would be disgusted with his poverty and laziness, after all, money could be earned later, but the neglect of Chi Zao over the past year was hard to make up for. He hastily said: "Early, I do love you. It's just that I, Wei Xi, can't let my woman follow me in poverty for a lifetime, right? Now that I've finally caught the opportunity to rise to fame, I naturally want to give it my all. I hope to give you the best life and hope that you won't have to suffer with me. That's why this year's schedule is a bit tight. Later, I'll reduce my workload and spend more time accompanying you."

  "And," Wei Xi paused for a moment, thinking of something, his tone somewhat helpless, "when filming, I really feel like I'm not Wei Xi anymore. I don't know how others act, but I get into character slowly and come out of it slowly too. Although the director always praises my acting, to me, acting is painful. I feel like I've become someone else, in that world there's no Wei Xi. Actually, I really dislike that feeling, I'm not too fond of filming either. If I could just stay home with you all day, I wouldn't go film at all... but I need to make money!"

  "After saying that, I felt infinitely wronged: 'I really tried my best, but now I realize I've been doing it all backwards.'"

  "But these are nothing serious, I will change for good, from now on I'll listen to you, early, I just want to be with you."

  "So, goodnight, early."

  Sooner or later I'll be lying on the sofa.

  Wei Xi's large hand hovered just above her cheek, paused for a few seconds, then withdrew.

  He seemed to want to touch her face, but was afraid of making her angry, so he moved away.

  "Huh?"

  Sighing softly in one's heart sooner or later.

  At first she thought he was just playing with whoever was popular, deliberately cold-shouldering her because of her mismatched style, but now it seems that he was actually hurt and had extreme thoughts.

  Now hearing him say this, I understand he's just been too busy... making money to support her.

  Wei Xi is that kind of tough guy, extremely chauvinistic, was supported by her for two years, somewhat hurt his self-esteem, now has the opportunity to make money, naturally wants to work hard.

  She thinks it's pretty good.

  He remains as he was from the start, with an open and sincere heart.

  Still the way she likes him, and he hasn't become a greasy scumbag.

  But sooner or later, they would... their fate was sealed.

  Maybe he explained it, but those hurts have been caused already.

  How to go back to the way it was after a rift.

  The broken mirror is restored, but it's just an illusion after all.

  What's more, the two of them are not very compatible in terms of personality. She hopes her boyfriend is gentle, considerate, and refined, doesn't have to be rich or handsome, but must pamper and take good care of her. But Wei Xiao is a... fierce beast, and a particularly ferocious one at that.

  Moreover, she has another child in her belly who is about to be aborted.

  For him to have an abortion, he has blood on his hands, and it's the life of his own child. No matter what happens in the future, she can't go back to how things were before with him.

  "She still said: 'Wei Xun, we can't get back together.'"

  She didn't dare to lift her head, afraid of seeing Wei Xi's painful expression, and afraid that she would soften.

  So she hung her eyelids tightly, but even though she lowered her eyelids, she still peeked at Wei Xiao's emotions.

  She saw Wei Xun's long legs covered with leg hair tremble slightly.

  Wei Xi's whole body was trembling.

  In an instant, the entire chest cavity was like a rainstorm, with all sorts of obscure and complicated emotions pouring in.

  Last time she said break up, it was somewhat meant to be a bluff, and Wei Xi didn't take it seriously either.

  But this time she said it was impossible to reconcile, yet after talking to each other, they made a decision to truly break up.

  It's a lie that it won't be painful to break up with the boy she deeply loved, but she has already passed the most painful days.

  So I can handle this matter calmly.

  "She continued: 'Wei Xiao, do you know why I came looking for you this time?'"

  Wei Xi didn't make a sound, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

  "I'm pregnant."

  It's not that he doesn't want to force her to give birth, but she's the kind of person who only responds to gentle persuasion, not hard pressure. If she really wants to have an abortion, he can't stop her. Now that she has made up her mind not to change it, he must also deal with this matter in a rational and mature way.

  He didn't look at her face-to-face either, really didn't know what kind of expression to use to face her, so he twisted his body, lay flat, and put the back of his hand on his eyes.

  "Hmm..."

  He let out a long sigh, deliberated for a while, and then said, "Zao Zao, you are now making a decision that will affect your whole life. I hope you can be more cautious and considerate. The child in your belly is only over a month old, still very small. You don't have to rush, you can take one or two weeks to think about this matter."

  "No matter what decision you make, I will support you. If you decide to have the baby, that's great; if you've thought it through and don't want to, then I'll go with you to deal with it, accompany you to the hospital for surgery, and be with you through this suffering."