Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 993: The Taste of a Broken Heart

Chapter 993: Chapter 993: The Taste of a Broken Heart

"I will leave! I came here today just to tell you! If you have any conscience left, you will step forward, apologize, and clarify the facts. Don’t let Lei Linxuan take the blame for you! Stop threatening her!" An Hao said passionately.

"Impossible! I will absolutely not admit to it! Even if you kill me, I won’t admit it! You have no evidence; your appeal is useless!" Cheng Yu laughed loudly, her eyes fixed on the blurry shadow that was An Hao, "How does it feel? The feeling of something that clearly belongs to you, yet someone else has snatched it away first? An Hao, let me tell you, this is just the beginning!"

"Even with what you said, Qin Jian will never fancy you! Even if life could start over, even if we went back to the China-Vietnam Battlefield in ’79, he still wouldn’t fancy you! Back then, all he cared about was the lives of his comrades-in-arms and the honor of his country; he never even had romantic feelings in his sights. I can only say that you are very pitiful..."

"Impossible! You just appeared in front of me...," Cheng Yu refused to admit this fact, in her heart, she always felt that she was merely a little late, "I have loved him for so long. He can’t be unaware of it! It’s just that he was constrained by your existence! So he..."

"You’re wrong!" A familiar voice interjected.

An Hao quickly turned her head to look and saw Qin Jian walk over to stand by her side, a warm, large hand firmly grasping hers.

"How did you get here?" An Hao looked up at him, very surprised.

"I waited a long time and didn’t see you, so I asked your roommate. Out of concern that you might be at a disadvantage, I rushed over," Qin Jian said to her with a gentle smile.

"Commander Qin... is it you? You’ve come... Finally, you have come. Last time was my mistake, can you forgive me... I have no other intention, I just wanted to be close to you! To fulfill my eight-year longing," Cheng Yu’s usually rigid heart softened upon seeing Qin Jian, transforming into a gentle spring as she extended her hand towards the figure before her, tall and straight like a pine tree.

"Cheng Yu, let me say this once, and it will be the last time! My heart only has space for my wife! I won’t love you in this life and, if there is another life, I will not then either! If I had known that saving you on the battlefield would cause so much trouble, I would have preferred not to save you!" Qin Jian said indifferently, then turned around and left, holding An Hao’s hand.

He had only taken a few steps when he stopped, "As for the dissertation, even if you don’t admit it, I have ways to restore justice for An Hao!"

"Qin Jian... can’t you be less cruel to me!!" Cheng Yu suddenly let out a hysterical scream.

Qin Jian turned a deaf ear and firmly led An Hao away from the faculty building.

"I’m very sad." Once downstairs, An Hao felt a tightness in her chest and her eyelids twitched severely, "Do you think Cheng Yu won’t be too shocked and do something drastic?"

"That’s not your concern. She chose this path, and she’ll have to swallow the bitter fruit by herself." He had merely unsparingly severed her last thread of illusion with his sword.

"Yes." An Hao answered softly, and holding Qin Jian’s hand, they left.

Qin Jian’s words were the last straw that broke the camel’s back. After scheming for so long, Cheng Yu had received such an icy response.

Full of rage and despair, her heart pounded against her chest, desperately seeking a way to vent.

She pushed Cheng Yue, who was flailing around like a headless fly inside the house, clutching her own hair and letting out a heart-wrenching scream, looking every bit the lunatic.