A Guide to Rehabilitation of Broken Love in the Cultivation World

Chapter 19

It is said that in a thing called martial arts novels, even the most powerful masters will have a place called the door, even if you finally cultivate yourself to the point where you are invincible and invulnerable, if someone finds your door, maybe you just need to do it casually. With one poke, at least he fell to the ground and fainted, and at worst, the unique skills that he had cultivated hard for decades were wiped out overnight.

Now I felt like someone had poked through the door, and I fell to the ground in an instant.

What makes me even more desperate is that until now, I still don't know which link has gone wrong. Yes, I have practiced for so long, but I don't know where my trap is.

Susu wrote in her paper crane that she was very grateful for the happiness and company I gave her in the past five years, and after thinking twice, she still felt that it was time to move on.

She hopes that in the future life, I can get out of the haze as soon as possible and welcome a better tomorrow together. If possible, she is also willing to continue to be friends with me.

At the end of this letter, this girl who has been with me for five years still makes a final footnote for our relationship with her usual gentleness.

There was no abuse, no accusations, it was as calm as the surface of a lake blown by a breeze, leaving nothing but circles of ripples.

There is no jumping and hoarseness when other lovers break up.

She even maintained restraint from the beginning to the end, and was still thinking about me until the last moment. She didn't even mention the reason for leaving me, and she didn't want to embarrass me.

But compared to such a decent and peaceful ending, I hope that there will be a storm, the sky will fall, and I hope she can use the most vicious words in the world to accuse me of being miserable and despicable.

Treat me like an enemy, point at my nose and yell at me, even if this may make us break up, we are like strangers.

But at least it will let me know exactly where my hood is, so that I can die clearly.

Instead of being in pain like now, but not knowing where the wound is, you can only roll all over the floor with your head in your arms.

On the way back, I was looking at what I had done in the past, trying to find out the reason for Susu's departure.

I began to try hard to recall every moment I was with her, every word I said, and the subtle expressions that flashed across her face at that time.

I cut myself open with a knife, placed it on a high platform, and under the scorching sun, I peeled off the cocoons, went deep layer by layer, and constantly explored every possibility, a little bit of clues, desperately looking for those shortcomings and problems in myself.

I even found out about the incident of stealing figs from the little fat man next door when I was ten years old. As a result, besides making myself hate myself even more, I still don’t know when I started to lose Susu.

Perhaps, I will never know.

Just thinking about it made me even more depressed.

　Uh~ The signing mail seems to be stuck on the way. The Shanghai epidemic seems to be quite severe, and it has been delayed for delivery, so there are still children's boots with free investment times, so you can take advantage of this opportunity to get on the bus.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)