"You should go, before I regret it."
Tang Yan sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and his deep eyes were instantly filled with sadness. His tall figure appeared somewhat forlorn in the darkness.
Jin Mo hesitated for a moment before bolting out the door, without the slightest hesitation.
After hearing the sound of the door closing, Jin Mo's whole body went limp. She slid down next to the door, covering her mouth to suppress her sobs, as tears slid down her cheeks.
How much she wanted to be with Tang Yan, yet she had to go against her own desires.
Every time she saw Tang Yan's face, those painful memories would flood her mind. Him lying on the ground, soaked in blood, and barely breathing, as well as her injured family and friends, and herself, almost losing the most precious thing a woman could have.
She propped herself up and slowly walked outside, suppressing her sadness, unaware that Tang Yan was standing right by the door on the other side.
