She looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears. The same pain mirrored in Si Ye's eyes.
Chen Zhi pointed to her chest, solemnly saying, "Here, you still exist. But, I can't get over that barrier in my heart, so I can't accept you again."
Si Ye's jaw tightened, his heart aching to the point of death. Just now, he had hope, ecstasy, but hearing her words, in an instant, he fell from heaven to hell.
The disparity was too great for him to bear, making him feel terrible.
His eyes were filled with raw, unmasked pain.
Chen Zhi couldn't bear to watch any longer; she got up and walked into the bedroom, leaving him alone on the balcony.
As she reached the door, just as she was about to open it, a gust of wind blew behind her. The next second, she was enveloped tightly in Si Ye's embrace.
His hot breath sprayed on her neck, his tone urgent.
