As night fell, the light in the room dimmed, and the girl's eyes were empty, staring blankly at the disappearing light outside the window.
The man could no longer tolerate her cold attitude.
He directly grasped the girl's shoulders, pulling her tightly against his chest.
"I truly love you, Rosie, you....." Can't you stop being so indifferent to me?
He failed to voice the words lingering at the tip of his tongue.
Carey looked down and saw the earrings on the girl's ears, instantly recognizing that they weren't hers.
Although she liked wearing black clothes, she never liked such dark accessories. He remembered she said, "Accessories need to be shiny to look good."
Rosie came back to her senses, choking up for a moment.
She felt she was crossing the line, doing such a terrible thing to a man who loved her so much.
Charles, you're really foolish.
I've been so resolute, why do you still come after me?
I'm sorry, I really can't.
