"Are you really so heartless?"
"The one who has always been heartless is you. My heartlessness toward you now doesn't even compare to one percent of what you've done to me."
A silence fell behind her, and then Rong Shaoze suddenly burst out angrily, "In one word, you just hate me for hurting you before, right?! You just won't forgive me, right?!"
Lin Xinlan turned her head, her eyes calm as she looked at him.
Compared to his rage and agitation, she seemed very indifferent.
"Why should I not continue to hate you? And why should I forgive you?"
He quickly said, "I can be good to you..."
"That's not what I want."
"Then what do you want..." What?
He didn't finish his question because he remembered what she wanted.
She wanted freedom, to leave him, to have him never appear before her again.
But he could never satisfy her with that request.
Rong Shaoze clenched his fists tightly, his whole body tense as if struggling to contain something.
