Xu Jin grabbed Liang Chen's wrist as though his entire life depended on not letting it slip away. It was the last thing holding him to this moment. The last desperate attempt of a heart that had already realized it was losing.
But Liang Chen had reached the end of his patience.
He turned sharply, anger finally breaking through all the confusion and exhaustion that had been building inside him.
"Let go of me!"
The words struck Xu Jin harder than anything else could have. His heart stopped beating violently. For one suspended second, everything inside him became completely still.
The chaos that had been raging through his mind only moments ago suddenly disappeared.
No more desperate thoughts and no more need of making excuses. No more frantic attempts to find the right words.
There was only silence and stillness in his heart. A strange, hollow silence.
Xu Jin looked at Liang Chen's wrist in his own hand.
Then he slowly lowered his eyes.
