She went to the dining table, looking at what the man had brought on the table. Without opening the package, she put them in a bag directly and then, like carrying a bag of garbage, she went to the door and threw it into the garbage basket.
Mo Yixuan watched her throwing away what he had bought especially for her, like garbage. He tightened his thin lips, feeling somewhat painful sour in his eyes as if some sands had flown in.
"Yanyan..." He called her name again, his voice obviously hoarse a little.
He Xiyan stood at the door, her eyesight so indifferent without any previous affection, because she really had no feelings for him. She made an invitation gesture and said, "You go, I beg you to leave here."
She used the word "beg", asking him to let go and stop badgering her like this.
Mo Yixuan was stunned for a moment. His hand that was just about to reach out was stiff in the air. It took him a long time to return to his mind.
