He smiled, and tears came out as he smiled: "I have loved you for seven years, Yue Yue. How long have you known him? You say my love for you is not intense anymore. Can he love you for a lifetime?"

Seeing him cry, I felt uneasy too.

I wonder if I'm making a mountain out of a molehill?

Perhaps in the eyes of others, this is really just a small matter.

The insults were said by others, not him.

I seem to be unfairly blaming him.

A few days ago, I met a colleague who kindly advised me, saying, "Chi Yu can be considered a good man.

"He doesn't abuse you or cheat on you.

"Fang Yan's liking for him is one-sided. He sees Fang Yan as a brother.

"He treats you well, cares for you, and takes good care of you.

"If you miss him, it's probably hard to find someone better than him.

"Chen Yue, you should reconcile with Chi Yu."

I suspect that Chi Yu asked her to be a mediator.

These past few days, whenever I think of my colleague's words, I think of Chi Yu not standing up for me in front of his group of friends, not protecting me in front of Fang Yan.

Perhaps this is his only flaw.

But precisely because of this, I no longer feel secure about the future.

I looked at Chi Yu, "Who said I want to marry Qi Yuan? Currently, I have no plans to marry anyone."

He wiped away his tears and asked, "Really?"

I nodded, "Because this love affair of ours has exhausted all my strength. Now I can't even trust you, so who else can I trust?"

He was stunned, his mouth opened for a while before he finally made a sound, "Did... Did I make you disappointed in love?"

I didn't answer, "You go back, work well, find a woman you like, and treat her well."

His tears came out again, "Yue Yue, besides you, I can't love anyone else."

"The future is still long. It's too early to draw conclusions now. Go back, goodbye."

Chi Yu cried for a while, seeing that I heartlessly ignored him, he wiped away his tears and left.

Qi Yuan came out and asked me, "Do you hate him?"

I shook my head, "I can't say I hate him, I just don't want to continue."

He patted my shoulder, "No matter what, your brother is on your side."

"Thank you."

These few days of getting along, I became familiar with Qi Yuan.

In front of his mother, I called him "brother".

He also became casual with me, either patting or hugging my shoulder.

But thinking that this may be his way of getting along with his sister, I felt relieved.