"I did promise you that I wouldn't treat you like a toy, and I wouldn't betray you," Ren Chuqing said. "But have you really done the same? If you hadn't treated me like a toy, then you wouldn't have knowingly put Mianmian in danger, knowing how important she is to me, almost costing her life!"
"So you think I'm treating you like a toy?" he asked coldly. "Or is this just an excuse you want to use to leave me?"
"Think what you want; I will pack my bags and leave today," she said, suddenly feeling exhausted.
Not physically but mentally.
"Even if I like you, are you still going to leave?" he tightened his grip on her chin.
The pain was becoming more intense!
Ren Chuqing frowned, bearing the pain. "Your liking me is just like liking a toy because a toy is just an object with no connection to anything else. You just need to like that lone object. But I am a person; I have friends, I have relatives. The kind of liking I want is not this!"
