He had just promised not to leave her again, yet now, she was fearfully asking him for a promise, and Shi Che's heart felt as if it was being stabbed repeatedly by a sharp knife, the pain penetrating to the bone.
His hands involuntarily tightened around Ling Chuxia, and he sighed softly, "Chuxia, you don't have to be afraid anymore. No matter what happens, I will not get angry with you nor will I leave you alone again."
Ling Chuxia's dark pupils stared blankly at Shi Che.
No matter what happens, he won't get angry, he won't leave her alone?
All her insecurities seemed to fade away with his words, bit by bit, gathering courage at the bottom of her heart, courage to face everything that had come before.
Ling Chuxia closed her eyes, then took a deep breath, and slowly opened them again, her eyes resolute, "Alright, tell me, why were you so angry three years ago? Why did you treat me that way before? What did I... do wrong?"
