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Chapter 378 Xu Zhi Extra: Breaking up is the right thing to do
The sky on a snowy night is so clear.

This is how many years it has been since Xu Zhi graduated and came to Nanqiao.

It’s the first time I see snow in Nanqiao.

She had forgotten how she had gotten here.

There was a thin layer of snow on the road, leaving hurried and messy footprints.

Under the dim street lights, the road ahead was unclear.

The steps to the counseling room were slippery and covered with ice.

He just saw her when he pushed open the door from the inside.

Listen to the sound of the wind, who is whistling, and outside the door of the consultation room, white light is shining.

Wen Cenjiang was leaning against the door, one hand still on the door handle, his knuckles were long and pale, faint blue veins were dormant on the back of his hand, and his eyes looked at her with a bit of strangeness as if he had just woken up.

Perhaps it is because in private, the sharpness and decisiveness in the workplace has faded a little, and a faint sense of weariness and tenderness has become more and more entangled.

But somehow, the distance between us became more and more out of reach.

Xu Zhi's steps that were rushing forward stopped in place, he was pinned by that gaze as if it weighed a thousand pounds.

Shu Xiangnan was still standing in front of Xu Zhi, his brows furrowed. He turned to look at Wen Cenjiang, his eyebrows drawn with a light-colored eyebrow pencil slightly sharp: "It's not time yet, why did you come out?"

"Let's stop here for this time. Doctor Shu, that's enough." Wen Cenjiang's eyes did not leave Xu Zhi.

He had such a beautiful voice, which sounded like the mellowness of aged wine, but without any overly heavy or astringent feeling.

He said, "Branches."

Xu Zhi raised his head and took a deep breath. The snowflakes on his eyelashes melted in his eyes, causing a slight pain.

She clearly wanted to talk nicely and didn't want to argue, but the moment she opened her mouth, her voice became accusatory and sharp: "Wen Cen Jiang, are you planning to keep this a secret from me forever?!"

The tone of voice hid all the sobs in the last syllable, turning into a tit-for-tat bloody confrontation.

The man put one hand on his temple, and before he could put on his glasses, his eyes looked a little unfocused under his dark blue eyelashes, and seemed to be confused and peaceful. "Speak! Wen Cen Jiang!"

"What do you want to hear?" Wen Cenjiang looked at her indifferently and asked.

"Who is the coward between us?" Xu Zhi approached step by step, "Who is more timid?"

"Who on earth is it that keeps telling lies?"

Wen Cenjiang: "It's me, is that ok?"

The love between them was too strong, but their separation was so sloppy, as if it was all a dream from beginning to end.

Sometimes it would make Xu Zhi feel unreal.

"If I hadn't found out, were you planning on never telling me?"

Wen Cenjiang didn't answer her: "Who told you I was here?"

"What are you running away from?!" Xu Zhi's emotions suddenly exploded, her shoulders rising and falling with her breathing. She had never been so hysterical before, not even when they broke up. But why was it now, like a flood bursting through a dam? "Can you please stop being like a child? I beg you! Can you look me in the eyes and talk to me?!"

Who is taking care of whom?

Who is relying on whom?

"My father was mentally ill and had been abusing my mother for fifteen years. He killed her."

"I have it too. I am his son. Everything he had was inherited from me."

Xu Zhi was stunned.

He continued.

"Bipolar, manic-depressive, personality disorder."

"I really, really wanted to do it countless times, but I kept holding back."

"It was right for us to break up, otherwise our children would have inherited mental illness."