Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 219 Killing the Cuckoo (34)

"No, no way." Li Tingyi quickly shook his head. "I was bewitched and made a mistake. I don't really like Qi Zhaoyi. It's just that I had a soft spot for him when I was young, and I've been thinking about him all these years. That's why I acted impulsively when I saw him again..."

Last night I calmed down and thought it through. The person I love is you, only you. Could you please forgive me this once, since it's the first time I've made such a mistake?

As he spoke, he eagerly tried to come closer and hug Fang Yihe.

Fang Yi didn't give him a chance to get closer, firmly raising her hand to block him: "No."

Li Tingyi: "..."

"I'm exhausted." Fang Yihe's tone was calm but revealed deep weariness. "It's not just yesterday, every day I've spent with you has been exhausting. I don't want to continue with you anymore. You can leave. I'll pretend you never came and never said those things to me."

Li Tingyi looked at him pitifully: "Are you really willing to part with me?"

Fang Yihe didn't answer, but turned her back to him, proving her determination with her actions.

Undeterred, Li Tingyi leaned in and hugged him from behind, kissing his neck hastily and frantically, his hands also wandering restlessly down his body, trying to please and appease him in this way: "Brother, I'm sorry, please forgive me..."

Fang Yihe, unable to bear it any longer, turned around and forcefully pushed him away: "Get away from me, don't touch me!"

Caught off guard, Li Tingyi stumbled as he was pushed, his back hitting the cabinet behind him.

He was already injured, and the impact made him tremble all over, grimacing as he slid down the cabinet.

Fang Yihe didn't help him up, and there was no sign of tension or heartache in her eyes. She just looked down at him with a cold face and said, "Don't play the victim here. That trick won't work on me."

Li Tingyi stared at him blankly, tears welling up in her eyes.

It's only been one night, less than 24 hours. How could this person so decisively and cleanly detach themselves from this relationship, leaving not a trace of lingering affection?

Is this still the same Fang Yihe who used to be completely devoted to him?

"I don't understand. I haven't done anything with Qi Zhaoyi. I haven't even confessed my feelings to him. How can you make me look like I'm guilty of something unforgivable? You won't even give me a chance to regret it..."

"Fang Yihe, have you been tired of me for a long time and wanted to break up with me, so you're holding onto this one mistake and trying to kill me!"

Fang Yihe's patience finally ran out after hearing his words.

This person always seems to be like this; when they're unwilling to admit their mistakes, they shift the blame onto others.

He can always find reasons to excuse himself. He blames the unfairness of the world when his business fails, he blames the environment for suppressing his sexual orientation when he can't go public with his relationship, he blames the woman who has a uterus but is unwilling to give birth to his child for free when he is forced into an engagement, and he blames his partner for not being generous enough when he is dumped after cheating.

He seems to never grow up, and he never realizes his mistakes.

“Just because I don’t say something doesn’t mean I don’t know it.” Fang Yi’s anger and frustration were intertwined, and he was about to explode inside. He had no choice but to speak out. “You know perfectly well why you were with me in the first place. Wasn’t it just because I look like Qi Zhaoyi?”

Li Tingyi was taken aback.

"The only person you've ever loved is him. I'm just a substitute for the one you can't have. It's really unfair of you to have been with this fake me for five years."

Fang Yihe gave a self-deprecating laugh, "When you were on top of me in bed, you called me 'Ah Yi,' but did you mean Fang Yihe's 'Yi' or Qi Zhaoyi's 'Yi'? You know the answer in your heart."

Li Tingyi panicked and instinctively denied it: "No, I didn't..."

"You have his photos in your encrypted photo album on your phone. You use the documentary he filmed as a bedtime ASMR. It has been viewed 671 times on video websites. You are like a lost soul whenever you hear news about him. In the hospital, you told Gao Li that you would find a caregiver to take care of him. However, during the two days he was in a coma, you personally stayed by his bedside."

Fang Yi's anger grew as he spoke, and he swept the decorative vase off the cabinet: "Li Tingyi, tell me the hell, did you consider my feelings when you did these things? What am I to you?"

“…I’m sorry.” Li Tingyi choked up, crawled to Fang Yihe on his knees, hugged his legs and cried out, “I’m sorry, I was wrong, I deserve to die!”

Fang Yi looked down at his humble and pleading appearance, feeling both heartache and a sense of vengeful pleasure.

Li Tingyi, you've finally met your match.

"Get out." Fang Yi bent down, pried open his hands that were clinging to her thigh, grabbed the back of his collar, and dragged him toward the door. "I never want to see you again."

Li Tingyi was dragged to the door. He clung to the door frame with both hands, his fingernails peeling off his skin, but he still wouldn't let go. He cried and said, "No, please, don't send me away. I can't live without you..."

Two guests from the passing resort kept turning around to look this way. Fang Yi was annoyed by his crying and couldn't help but raise her voice: "Li Tingyi, don't force me to tear off the last bit of dignity."

Li Tingyi wouldn't listen. Like a child, she struggled to hug his leg with her bloodied hands: "Don't send me away. I can change. I promise I will only have you in my heart from now on. Please!"

Fang Yi kicked him twice in anger, but Li Tingyi refused to let go even after being kicked.

Fang Yi felt like chewed gum was stuck to the soles of her shoes; every step she took left a sticky footprint, a feeling of helplessness mixed with a subtle nausea.

“Li Tingyi.” Fang Yihe squatted down to face him. “You forced me to do this. You asked me if I was already tired of you—yes, I’m exhausted every day I’m with you. I not only have to accommodate your bad temper and take care of your sensitive and fragile self-esteem, but I also have to coax and pamper you all the time.”

When you're happy, I worry about you getting angry; when you're angry, I worry about not being able to appease you; and once I've appeased you, I worry about when you'll get angry again and what the reason will be... I'm anxious every moment I'm with you.

Over the years, every time I've been subjected to your silent treatment and your attempts to reconcile have been rejected, I've reflected on how long I can go with you, whether I should continue with you, and whether it's worth it to continue with you.

I love you. I can't bear to say the words "break up" to hurt you, but when you hurt me so recklessly with your words and actions, I rehearse the breakup scenario in my mind over and over again. Qi Zhaoyi's appearance was the trigger for our separation, but it was definitely not the main reason. The real reason I became heartbroken and determined not to look back was you.

Li Tingyi was stunned.

“I understand that you lack security and need countless arguments to prove whether I really love you. But every time you hurl sharp insults and slap me without hesitation, you are proving one thing to me: in your eyes, I am a cheap piece of trash who comes to you to throw myself at you and is not worth your pity.”

Fang Yihe said, "But have you forgotten that I have a good background, a respectable job, and I am good at everything, including education, income, and appearance? You can't look down on me and belittle me without any scruples just because I love you, forcing me to bow my head in front of you again and again, making me feel like I am nothing!"