Chapter 158: 158. Chapter 158 The Painful Truth 7

158. Chapter 158 The Painful Truth 7

Haohua said all that in one breath; when he finished speaking, he smiled at me, but it was clear that his smile carried a hint of bitterness, while my tears had already traced every inch of my skin, my heart clenched tightly—I never expected Haoran to have kept such a big thing from me; he had actually come close to being taken by the god of death; it turned out his departure was for this reason, but I cannot forgive this: why wouldn't he let me take care of him, why did he have to bear it alone.

"You think which is a bigger blow to me, breaking up or your condition? Knowing your condition, I admit I would be heartbroken, but at least I could take care of you, could stay by your side every day, but seeing you every day, yet you want to break up with me—what does that mean? It's as if I have nothing left, I have lost everything; you should know that in my heart you are my everything, you are my whole world." I said emotionally, tears in my eyes.

Since he told me the truth, since this truth moved and shocked me, yet I cannot accept this understanding he gave me—if he's thinking of me, should he break up with me? If he's thinking of me, does he have to hide it from me?

I paused for a moment and then continued speaking: 'Do you think not telling me the truth is for my own good? If you had really been taken by the god of death, then what about me? I am still just one person, yet you weren't willing to give me even a bit of recent memory, the last moments. If you hadn't come back to life, would your condition then have to be told to me by Huiqing? At that time, I wouldn't even have a chance to see you, let alone speak to you; or perhaps when you were about to leave, I could still see you one last time, but I could no longer have your days—do you think what you did is right? You are so cruel, how could you be so heartless? Fortunately you didn't leave, fortunately I can still see you, but if you really had left, what would have been left for me—do you know? You clearly understand me so well, why did you make that choice back then, why...' I truly cannot understand his reasoning like that; I truly cannot imagine how he could be so heartless. The more I spoke, the more agitated I became, the more I spoke, the more agitated I became, finally I shouted.