I felt upset and hurriedly looked down, swallowing the loss that surged up.
At this moment, I was finally sure that the person in front of me was none other than Jonathan, my boyfriend who had been with me for five years.
Three months ago, Jonathan cried and asked to break up with me because he didn't want to drag me down with him.
“Vivian, why don't we break up? I don't want to drag you down.”
At that moment, I felt very dizzy. Before I could say anything, my tears were falling uncontrollably.
“Why do you want to break up with me? Did something happen to you?”
I grabbed Jonathan's arm tightly and looked up at him incredulously.
It wasn't until he took out the stomach cancer diagnosis, and I saw that it clearly said mid-stage stomach cancer, that my world seemed to collapse for a moment, and I cried.
“How could this happen?”
Jonathan didn't say anything and hugged me tightly. I subconsciously tried to look up when I felt tears on my neck.
“Don't look at it. Vivian, I don't want you to see me so embarrassed, and I don't want to drag you down with me. I'll move out tomorrow, and I want to hug you gently before I die...” His voice was trembling slightly, full of helplessness and despair.