But the pain in her heart was something she couldn't let go.
Su Tianqing, what is this? Did you bring me to your house just to abuse me?
Do you want to see me kneeling on the ground begging you?
Do you want to hear me pleading for you to save my life?
Do you want to see me in agony, weeping and helpless?
Do you want to see me helpless under you, seeking help?
Unfortunately, because I am Song Ziyu, you won't see any of that!
But, if you really treated me like that again, then, does love still hold any meaning for you and me?
So, you don't truly love me! If you really loved me, you wouldn't treat me this way!
You only want to conquer me, just to lessen your own hatred!
So, Su Tianqing, let's not meet, never meet again!
Song Ziyu took one last look towards the direction of the bathroom, then unhooked the bell in her hand, dragging her body that was crushed by him, and bravely walked towards the door.
