"What were you talking about?" Su Yun glanced at Ye Xiao, then looked elsewhere.
Ye Xiao chuckled softly, his gaze resting on Su Yun, saying, "Tell me why you're making things difficult for yourself. If you want to do this, why won't you? I want to understand your reasons."
Listening to Ye Xiao's words, a mist clouded Su Yun's eyes. She sighed and said, "You better not ask."
Everyone has certain things on their mind more or less, and Su Yun had them too, perhaps even more painfully than most.
Ye Xiao stepped forward and gently grasped Su Yun's delicate hand, which felt soft and comfortable in his.
"If it were before, perhaps I wouldn't insist. But now I must ask, and you have to tell me." Ye Xiao's tone was both earnest and commanding, as if not speaking was out of the question.
Su Yun looked at Ye Xiao, feeling a touch of emotion. Some things don't need to be explicitly said, but this was enough to let the other person understand.
