Anything that touches on the issue of trust, continuing the conversation seems meaningless, especially now. Li Yeqi's questioning clearly makes Yan Luoxi feel more powerless than his explanations.
She placed both hands on his chest, trying to push him away, "Li Yeqi, let's just stop. I don't think there's any need for us to continue this conversation. Let me go!"
Li Yeqi saw the resistance written all over her face. He clenched his teeth but refused to let her go, "Xixi, after all these years, I thought you were the one who understood me best."
Yan Luoxi's movements paused. She looked up, the sadness in her eyes almost overflowing, "So, are you disappointed now? You feel like I don't understand you. Then who does? Han Zhenzhen?"
Li Yeqi's thin lips pressed tightly together, "This is our issue. Do you have to drag her into it?"
Yan Luoxi laughed bitterly, "Oh, so now I can't even mention her. I get it. I won't bring her up again, and you shouldn't come to me either."
