Actually, deep down, Qin Yin never really thought about getting rid of the child, but seeing Nan Sichen pleading like this, she wanted to say those sharp words to hurt him. Only by hurting him could she feel balanced, only then could she feel her mother could rest in peace.
Qin Yin pulled her hand away from his, turned around, and was about to leave. Nan Sichen quickly caught up and hugged her from behind, "Don't go."
"Let go."
"Where are you going?"
"None of your business."
"Are you going to the hospital? To terminate the pregnancy?" Nan Sichen held her waist tightly, "I won't let you go."
"Let go." Qin Yin was starting to find it hard to breathe as he squeezed her.
"I won't let go, not in this lifetime. Qin Yin, I've said it before, even if we torment each other, we must be together." Nan Sichen continued to hold her tightly, his chin resting on her shoulder, his voice hoarse yet firm.
Qin Yin gritted her teeth, trying hard to pry his hands away, but he wouldn't let go.
