"Chu Lui, let go of me, please." She'd rather let him be cruel. His occasional kindness gave her hope, hope that he destroyed again with his own hands.
If he wanted to hate, then hate her completely without showing any gentleness, for she could not take any of it.
'We're both lonely." Chu Lui's arms tightened. She was in a daze, and she almost felt as if both hearts became closer.
Lonely. She had always been lonely. And it seemed that he was, too.
He seemed to be at the top of the world, but he was in fact, truly alone.
Her lips slightly moved, but she did not say anything in the end.
They were like two cactus, wanting to, but scared to be close. Just a little bit closer and either one would get pierced with the thorns. They would end up with a body of bruises.
