Xiao Yishan wanted to help her untie the noose of white silk from around her neck, as she lay weakly in his arms, silent and with tears streaming down her face.
Seeing how indifferent she was to life itself, he was emotionally stirred, and his normally stony heart softened a bit for the first time because of her.
He said coldly, "You were never this foolish before."
She looked at him with pitiful, pleading eyes, full of sorrow and regret. "The only way to atone for my mistakes is death. It's my good fortune to spend cherished moments with you before I die."
Xiao Yishan, seeing Liu Haitang's regretful gaze, felt that she had truly changed for the better and said, "No one is worth dying for."
"You are!" she said eagerly. "Dashan, please, forgive me! I know what I've done wrong—I truly do!"
He turned his face away, stubborn as ever. "Enough, let's write off the past. And I don't want to see you again later."
