The sounds of crying at his ear went from stifled sobs to full-blown wailing. Li Yeqi's heart ached as he pulled her into his arms, gently patting her back. He told himself that as long as she could cry it out, it would be okay, so he shouldn't stop her.
Yan Luoxi clutched desperately at the front of the man's shirt, weeping hoarsely and with heart-wrenching sorrow. She so wanted to struggle out of this vortex, so why wouldn't he just let her go?
"Li Yeqi, I'm begging you, please let me go, all right? Just let me be, okay?" Yan Luoxi lifted her tear-stained face, filled with desolation and desperation, fragile yet with a certain stubbornness.
She fought with all her might not to bow to fate, but if he continued to pressure her, she didn't know if she could keep going.
