Yi Haoyu tightened his arms, "I don't want your apology, I want you to live well."
Xiao Yimo's nose felt sour, and tears fell silently.
She already knew what choice Yi Haoyu would make, but although he wanted her to live, how could she bear to leave him and Nianqing, a family of three, to be separated from then on?
Those scorching tears soaked through his clothes, almost burning his chest.
He lifted his hand and gently wiped the tears from her face with the pad of his finger.
"No crying."
Xiao Yimo choked and spoke, "But I can't bear to leave you and Qingqing."
Yi Haoyu pinched her chin, making her look at him, "You live well, so I can continue living with Qingqing."
Tears once again uncontrollably fell from Xiao Yimo's eyes.
Heaven is too cruel. Why, just when they had finally settled down, after she decided to stay here with him, did it cruelly want to separate them?
Yi Haoyu tenderly kissed away her tears at the corners of her eyes.
