Luo Qiangwei shuddered, "No, it's not..."
Although her eyes gathered an apology, there was not the slightest intention of walking towards him; she was only choking back sobs as she said, "Ah Chu, we're not getting married because of love... You've said it too, it was just to give each other a chance to try... It was even more because your life needed saving that I agreed... But at that time, I thought I could muster the courage to try, but I've found I can't do it... Mo Shiche is sick, I can't possibly ignore him."
It's impossible not to care.
Yan Chu still looked at her, only his bright eyes darkened, "What about me? If we don't get married, I'll be taken away and locked up for ten years, Weiwei, do you no longer care about my life either?"
