Lu Yebai, clever as he was, was foolish in fooling himself.
He made promises that he shouldn't have made, persisted in a pointless persistence, and so, he got hurt!
He knew that love couldn't be forced. Someone who should not live in his heart should be let go, and if he couldn't step into her world, he should turn back.
But, but, but....
He can't do it!
After restraining himself for so long, he once again grabbed her hand, and asked her, "Qianqian, when did we become so estranged?"
She struggled to pull her hand back, "Please respect yourself!"
"Respect myself?"
A scoffing laugh erupted from Lu Yebai. His eyes, shining with unshed tears, mirrored her expression of utter disgust toward him, amplifying his heartache. In an instant, the heartache twisted into anger.
As a result, his grip on her hand tightened, his tone returning to that abrasive one from the start, "Why does every word you use towards me now sound so disagreeable?"
