"No!" Zhan Nanjue said, "I have missed too many opportunities, and I will never miss you again. Gong Shirao, one day you'll understand, I'm your best choice. Your only choice. I gave you the chance to go into someone else's arms, but you didn't want it back then. Now you want to leave, it's too late, I won't allow it! Do you hear me? I won't allow it!!"
"I'm here to inform you, not to seek your opinion." Gong Shirao snapped back to reality, forcing herself to speak harshly, "What use is your opposition? I don't like you anymore."
"You're lying! If you didn't like me, why did you come back to find me? Why did you come to say goodbye? Why did you specifically tell me you were leaving? Why are you crying? Actually, you still like me!" Zhan Nanjue said, "Gong Shirao, you like me! I like you too! We..."
