I blocked Fang Haoyan.

A week later, Fang Haoyan finally reacted to this.

He ran to the bottom of my dormitory building and besieged me for an explanation.

The gossiping eyes of the surrounding students were shuttling between the two of us.

But Fang Haoyan ignored them completely.

He rushed over and hugged me, with water drops falling from his hair just after the rain.

His eyes were filled with confusion and frustration.

"Why?"

"Axuan, why did you block me? Why are you ignoring me?"

He turned my body around and made my eyes face him.

"Your eyes tell me that you care about me..."

Fang Haoyan's eyes were red, filled with stubbornness.

He stared at me like this, as if trying to understand why this woman in front of him was so cold-hearted...

I didn't say a word.

An abrupt silence lingered between us.

The weather was getting colder.

"Fang Haoyan..."

I cleared my throat and calmly said to him:

"Let's break up."

The stars in Fang Haoyan's eyes instantly froze.

"What did you say?" He couldn't believe it and asked again.

"We are not compatible." Only my cool voice was left in the air.

I wearily looked at the accumulated water on the ground.

I don't want to continue like this anymore.

What Fang's mother said... she was right... I was holding him back... eroding his dwindling love for me...

If that's the case, why can't I behave more freely and be the one who lets go first?

Depressive and negative emotions lingered in my heart.

Cries of gloom, struggle, and pain echoed in my mind.

Like needles piercing through, the pain was agonizing.

My soul was sealed in that dark corner where no daylight could reach.

"Jiang Xuan."

Fang Haoyan suddenly spoke, his gaze filled with coldness.

"It's impossible..."

"I won't break up."

He let go of me and left without looking back.

His figure was full of embarrassment and desolation.

*

The cellphone rang deafeningly.

I opened my eyes.

Only then did I realize that I fell asleep and had a dream from the past.

Seeing the incoming call from "Fang Haoyan" on the screen, I thought for a moment and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Jiang Xuan, where are you?!" He asked directly, anxiously, as soon as he picked up.

Hearing his urgent and flustered voice, I had a bad premonition.

"I'm at home, what's wrong?"

There was no sound on the other end of the line, and after a while, a choked voice came from Fang Haoyan: "Hurry and come to the police station!"

"My mother... something happened to her..."

"Clang!" My phone dropped to the ground.

I hurriedly changed my clothes, picked up the phone, and rushed to the police station.

...

The entire police station was in chaos.

The news of the death of the chairman's wife of the Fang Group in a car explosion was widely spread.

Reporters from all over Hai City came rushing over.

When I arrived here, some reporters even mistook me for a staff member and took the opportunity to interview me.

Pushed around by different people, I was suddenly grabbed by a hand.

"What are you standing here stupidly for? Go in quickly!"

Fang Haoyan scolded me, his eyes filled with confusion and pain.

But he still pulled me towards a large crowd not far away.

All the people from the Fang family were here, silent without saying a word.

The atmosphere around was depressing.

When they saw me coming, Fang's father raised his head and looked at me expressionlessly.

He stood up and walked in front of me.

With a loud slap, he fiercely slapped me on the face.

"It was Fang Ning five years ago. And now, my wife!"

"Miss Jiang, I don't think my Fang family has done anything wrong to you, so why do you always appear around us like this, bringing bad luck?"

Fang Tianming's aura was intimidating, and his chest was violently shaking.

He stared at me angrily with wide eyes.

"Dad." Fang Haoyan quickly supported him, and the people around rushed up and helped him sit in a nearby chair.

"Control your emotions first, and listen to what the police have to say later..."

I covered my face with my hand and turned my head to the side.

Fang Haoyan glanced at me but didn't say anything.

Clearly, he was also blaming me... why didn't I show up for the appointment?

A few police officers approached and asked me to give a statement.

I was locked in a small, dark room alone.

A beam of light shone on my face, causing a sharp pain in my eyes.

I raised my hand to shield it, and someone walked in.

In the dark and confined space, I couldn't see their faces.

But judging from their shadows and footsteps, there should be two police officers.