Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 435

The little robot had no idea what to do.

This time, there was no villain to defeat, no damsel in distress to rescue. Feeling helpless, the little robot shaped the man's heart into a model identical to its own and told him, "If you can't say what's on your mind, then at least give your true heart to her."

And with that, the little robot left.

It wasn't until many years later that it met the handsome man again. The man was dying. The heart-shaped model he held shattered to pieces on the ground. Only then did the little robot realize: the man's intense hatred and selfishness had wrapped his heart in a shell of lies.

He lost everything.

At the end, the man turned to the little robot and said, "I failed. Promise me, you'll reach the moon."

The little robot buried the man and sat by his grave for a long time, gazing up at the moon, always hanging high overhead. Its iron eyes whirred softly. "Oh, moon," it wondered, "I've been chasing you for so long-will you ever stop and wait for me?"

The story stretched on and on, with the little robot chasing the moon endlessly. Then, one day, the comic just stopped.

That was when Mila realized-

The updates had stopped two years ago. She remembered that time-Lysander had left the country. Back then, she assumed he'd gone to find Giselle.

But now, it seemed that wasn't the case at all.

She kept scrolling down. The comic was almost at its final panel. Not long before, the little robot, exhausted from walking, had realized it would never reach the moon on foot. So, it went to find a mechanic, who crafted a pair of gleaming white wings for it.

What if I could fly?

Even though the wings were unstable, the little robot still beat them bravely and soared toward the moon.

Closer and closer-

But at the last moment, the wings shattered, and the little robot plummeted into the sea.

by Lysander, forced into submission, and finally lashed out-injuring

herself stunned,

comic at all. It was her whole life, written out in metaphor-her history with Lysander, refracted and reversed, every piece of her story

reality, and not

were the man's desperate wishes, full of longing and regret, just as conflicted as he had

she finished, all that remained inside her was a barren

what she was supposed to feel. Mila exited the comic app, absently scrolled down, and froze. There was even

few days

before the charity gala,

The wings shattered.

fell

the ocean at breakneck speed, shattering the moon's reflection across the dark waves, and was swallowed by the black

the rise and fall of

the moon re-form on the water's surface. In that moment, the little robot suddenly understood: the moon had always been

night, moonlight had poured across its battered metal shell, making it shine despite all its scars. Even when

the while it chased the moon, desperate

watched over it

realization came

the little robot sank

moonlight above suddenly coalesced into the outline of a woman-her face blurred, her Hair adorned with lemon blossoms. With the last of its strength, the robot looked up at the moonlight and spoke the words it

meant for

"You are my moon."

now did

could be so beautiful, so luminous, like the moon itself. She'd felt as small as a speck of

anymore, but even so, she still thought he was just as unreachable

would always be

in Lysander's heart, she had been the

far above, and