It was as if the thing that had been blocking his throat suddenly disappeared. Song Chengfeng told his mother everything.
From the very beginning—how he met Qi Jianyi—to the painful truth behind why he had left Qi Jianyi.
The entire time Song Chengfeng was confessing, Mrs. Song remained silent.
First, she was utterly stunned by the secret her son had kept hidden for seven long years.
Second, she couldn't fathom the depth of pain it must have caused both her son and Qi Jianyi. She wanted to scold them both for giving in to their feelings. But deep down, Mrs. Song also knew this wasn't something she could simply condemn outright.
"Mom…" Song Chengfeng whispered, his voice hoarse. "Even if I want to go back to her, I can't."
His voice carried a raw vulnerability. His hands trembled, his eyes reddened. As if a sudden gust of wind were blowing his spirit away, Song Chengfeng stumbled back a step.
