"Xue." It was Gongze Yu.
"Why are you still here so late?" Bai Xue said indifferently, her emotions flat, as if nothing had happened.
"I forbid you to marry Murong Che!" Gongze Yu grabbed her and said passionately.
"Calm down first." Bai Xue comforted him gently.
"I can't calm down! I can't be calm! Just thinking about you marrying Murong Che and spending your life with him, I cannot accept it, it drives me crazy! It makes me want to do uncontrollable things!" Gongze Yu didn't want to hurt Bai Xue, didn't want to lose control, but whenever he thought about such a situation, his rationality teetered on the edge of collapse.
"Things haven't reached that stage yet; it might not be that way. Don't panic, take a deep breath, calm down!"
Yet no matter how she soothed him, Gongze Yu couldn't calm down.
He hugged Bai Xue tightly.
"Xue, don't marry him, you can't marry him!" His tone was a mix of firmness, pleading, and near-despairing humility.
