Xu Zhiye dashed up the stairs with a swift urgency, his voice laced with indignation. Reaching Shasha's side, he pulled her up with one quick motion.
"Shasha, what on earth is going through your head? Do you really think kneeling down before her would change anything? I'm so disappointed in you..."
Shasha's gaze grew vacant, and with tearful eyes, she looked up at Xu Zhiye. It took her a moment before she whimpered, "I'm sorry... Brother Ziliang, I'm sorry, please don't be angry... I... I just didn't want Xia Weiyi to leave you..."
Xu Zhiye's eyes instantly deepened, a shattered light flickered at the bottom of his pupils as he turned to Xia Weiyi and said, "You can go..."
Xia Weiyi took a deep breath, wanting to take out a tissue from her bag to wipe away Shasha's tears, but after searching for a while, she couldn't find one.
She just looked at Shasha for a long while and then asked in a faint voice, "Shasha, you love him, don't you?"
