All debts may be repaid, but the debt of love is the hardest thing in the world to settle.
Once incurred, it becomes a web of myriad threads, difficult to untangle ever again.
She was truly afraid of such debts; she couldn't comfortably enjoy Bo Siyan's kindness, because even she couldn't guarantee whether she would be able to repay it.
"You don't want to owe me."
Bo Siyan parted his lips, slowly articulating these words, a glint of light flickering in his dark eyes, the corners of his mouth turning up with a hint of mischief, "Then give me your heart."
She knew exactly what he wanted, and it was this clarity that filled her with the weight of obligation, pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe.
Ning Xia couldn't meet his gaze, her eyelids drooping, her grip on the blanket tightening in some disarray.
Sometimes, she truly detested her current self, with her inability to either hold on or let go, having lost the ease she used to have.
