Memories abruptly ceased.

　　I walked back from the cemetery.

　　My phone vibrated, and a gentle voice of a woman came through, "Little Mimi, how did you break up with your boyfriend?" It was Aunt Chen, Chen Xinghe's mother.

　　Now I also call her mom.

　　My only mom.

　　"Mom, it's too exhausting to be with Lu Yanchen.

　　Brother Xinghe said that love should be selfless, I don't mind, but I feel so tired.

　　My efforts and love were not cherished." Chen's mother still had a gentle tone on the phone, "Listen to your brother Xinghe, I had a dream last night, and your brother Xinghe said he wishes for our Mimi to be happy and joyful." Tears suddenly fell, I choked and nodded, "I understand, mom." Chen's mother reminded me on the phone again, "Be bold and do what you want to do.

　　Your father and I are behind you, and so is your brother Xinghe." I turned around.

　　Not far away, Chen Xinghe's tombstone still had that clean and handsome face.

　　It just became a black and white photograph.

　　The gentle boy taught me what love is and what it means to love myself.

　　Why does Lu Yanchen have the right to trample on it? I turned around with a smile.

　　It's not a big deal.

　　Love is about timely loss control.