Lanze hung his head low, the ink-blue strands of hair veiling his brows and eyes. Though sunlight filtered in through the greenhouse's glass roof, hitting his back, he felt as if he were plummeting into an icy cavern.
His voice became extremely hoarse, "I merely spoke of what I saw in my foreknowledge. If he truly loved you, how could he leave without considering your feelings? If he really loved you, he wouldn't test your feelings for him!"
He lifted his head, his eyes as red as a rabbit's, and for the first time, there was something other than emptiness in their depths, only that something was too complicated.
Lanze fought back tears as he spoke to her with emotion, "Suisui, he doesn't understand how to love someone. His love is too sharp, it will hurt you!"
